Khalida looks at him with a frown. “Uh... Thank you?” She sighs again and crosses her arms, blushing. “Please get off of me.” She thanks every god she can think of that he’s forgotten how he wanted to talk to her. 

Sorcha cuddles with him, and watches the movie, clearly fascinated. 

Layla nods and smiles. “Yeah this is it. Come on in.” She opens the door and steps aside.