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*holds up his Leica, and snaps a picture of Kitty slicing pineapple*

*blushes and laughs a little, sliding them into a bowl*

And that was for?

I smelled pineapple. And I realized how few pictures I have of you.

I'm not entirely sure that is a bad thing Peter...
*glances up* can you had me the cheese grader?

*reaches up into the cupboard, grabs it and hands it to Kitty*

Why would that be a good thing?

*takes it, smiling at him before shredding the first of a few blocks of cheese*
thanks.

It just... would.
You've got enough models and enough to take pictures of.

You know I can never have enough models. And none of them are Kitty Roberts. *shakes his head and smiles*

I'm not sure- didn't you have a Pussy Robertson?

Oh no! I don't do that kind of photography professionally, Kitty.

Sure you don't.... *winks at him and laughs a little before picking up another block of cheese*

I've seen what those models wear...

*watches her work some more and snaps another shot*

And what exactly are they wearin'?

*blushes again, turning away and trying to concentrate solely on the recipie at hand*

Well- you know.. those dresses.
You'd never catch me wearing things like that.

And you don't have to wear "those dresses" if you don't want to. I like you how you are.

...and are you making baked pineapple?

Well, I'd hope so by now...

*looks up and offers a fork with a fresh piece*
Of course- they were on sale at the market today... I couldn't help myself.

Just like I couldn't help taking a shot of you? *takes the piece of pine apple and pops it in his mouth*

Sweet, right?
Reminds me of this Hawaiian pineapple we've ordered in special for a few weddings...

and I'm not sure if I like how that sounds- like... I dunno. *goes back to grading* like you're hitting on me or something.

Very sweet! I like it a lot.

You know I wouldn't do that. I just think someone needs to tell you you're pretty once in a while. *winds his roll of film up from inside the camera*