Bella Acker laughed, "Don't you have your own things to do?"
"I do." Bea said, "Do you think I just loaf around all day?"
Bella Acker stuck out her tongue, clearly having actually thought she had been playing without doing anything.
Bea rolled her eyes at her and said, "I'm preparing for the art exhibition and the photography exhibition."
"Art exhibition and photography exhibition?" Bella Acker's eyes widened.
"What? You don't think I can handle it?" Bea raised her eyebrow and asked.
Bella Acker shook her head, seriously shaking her head, "No, it's just that I didn't think you had an artistic vibe."
"Bella Acker, you're asking for a beating!" Bea said and moved as if to hit her.
Bella Acker laughed loudly and ran away.
Aunt Sienna watched them horse around at the door, noticing Bella Acker's improved mood, and was relieved, "Bella, has your friend had dinner yet? If not, I'll cook something after we finish laughing."
