"Sounds good," Belle said, her voice muffled by the jumper. "I'm starve - oh, damn it..." Somehow in trying to pull the jumper off she'd gotten the hook loop of her top tangled in her braid, which was slightly looser than it had been an hour ago after flying through the air at top speeds. "Oh... curse it... ow, ow..." Well great, now she was stuck with her jumper and her arms half over her head and her hair was stuck and it was bloody painful, not to mention humiliating. This was not the way she wanted to appear in front of any boy, let alone one she liked.