Beth Morgan curls up on a deep grey sofa in I See You, peering over a pair of oversized glasses with the kind of look that makes you forget your own name. She wears a black vest top with white piping and a crest detail, a blue plaid mini skirt, and black knee-high socks, the whole ensemble carrying the flavour of a after-hours study session that went deliciously off-script. Exposed Tudor beams frame the room behind her, a warm table lamp casts a golden halo, and a magazine lies open on the cushions as though she was just reading before you walked in.

The glasses stay on as the vest lifts over her head, revealing pert, bare breasts and the playful contrast of the plaid skirt still sitting neatly at her waist. Beth settles back into the sofa cushions, legs stretched out in those black knee-highs, one hand propped under her chin, looking for all the world like she is waiting for you to say something clever. The skirt never entirely disappears, hitched high enough to leave nothing to the imagination but low enough to maintain the fiction. With those oversized frames perched on her nose and that knowing half-smile, Beth makes the simplest look in the world feel like the most irresistible invitation.