She does!

‘Thank you. I… think I believe you. Both of you. I mean, I don’t know what reason you’d have to lie,’ she says slowly. ‘And… call me a naïve idiot, it wouldn’t be the first time, but… I just don’t believe James is like that.’

You exhale an enormous sigh of relief. ‘Thank you, Emma. And… cheers, Emma.’

Emma Stone snorts, amused. ‘Yeah, any time. Hey, I just got out of a casting – you want to maybe meet up in person? We could all grab lunch downtown. It’s cool if you don’t,’ she adds hurriedly, ‘I just feel like maybe this is better handled face-to-face. And you’ll see straight off that James is more like my little brother, anyway.’

Emma Watson smiles reluctantly. ‘I… well. I am starving.’

You nod; this is a very good idea. ‘I’m down.’

‘Sweet.’ The phone crackles again, and you can hear her tapping it. ‘All right, I’m sending you a pin. Meet me in like half an hour? I’ll be at the back wearing shades.’

‘Okay,’ Emma says. ‘We’ll be there.’

‘Yeah,’ you say, blood still pumping from the unexpected events of the last ten minutes. ‘See you in a few, Em. Thanks.’

‘Yeah, whatever. Bye!’ The phone clicks and goes silent.