To be truthful, even Mirabella hadn't fully perused all of the DVDs her family had amassed over the years, loyally keeping to a tried and tested few. She rarely watched any of the plethora of obscure foreign films her mother ordered online that made up the majority of the collection, and decided that today should be no different. She didn't think the others would take too kindly to a black-and-white French film with acting that frequently fluctuated between wooden and melodramatic. Having eliminated those from the realms of possibility (along with any live-action film made prior to 1980) she was left with two dozen Disney films, a trio of nature documentaries, and a few corny monster flicks her father treasured.
Glancing through the pile at her feet she decided on the two that had most frequented the family DVD player when she was in charge of it: Walt Disney's Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and Finding Nemo.
"These two are some of my favourites...well, when I was younger, anyway. I...I mean, there's plenty of time. Let's watch both of them, huh? Snow White first?"
Rachael, Megan, and Venice were in agreement with her opening a present as well, so she shuffled towards the trio of gifts that sat beside a box of coasters, and gently picked up the nearest: the bowed box that Venice had brought with her. Unlacing it, her mind raced with possibilities as to what its contents (that rustled as she did so) could be. It couldn't be a book...some jewellery, maybe? Or...maybe she got me a headband like the one she sometimes wears...I'm sure she won't disappoint, whatever-
And then the bow fell away, and Bella saw what was inside.
"It's lovely, Venice. Thank you."
She smiled ruefully at the contents. She knew that most people gave money if they didn't know what to give someone, but she'd never received a purely monetary gift in such an unusual fashion. Still, a tiny part of her couldn't help but be slightly upset. Oh. Money. That's not a particularly swell present. No, wait, what am I thinking? I'm so ungrateful. It's the thought that counts. Blaugh. Silly Bella.
Tearing her eyes away from the pile of coinage and towards the wall-mounted television and DVD player, she decided to take charge of this lackluster party - which is my fault; who has a twelve hour party without any concrete plans? - and get things moving.
"The movies, then...you're all in agreement, right?"