– I am very flattered that the first thing you did upon meeting me was to assess your sexual capabilities, Mr. Faineant. But I am a model for the Lane family, not some loose woman, if you happened to mistake me for someone else. From my perspective, it's been a while since I've seen your new works, so I came to ask if I could help in your difficult creative endeavor. Usually, I enjoy being painted,– Camistella said in a bored tone.
The artist rose from his place near the canvas once more and, lowering himself to the floor again, did ten push-ups.
– There, they say actions speak louder than words. – Wiping his hands, the man turned 360 degrees. – As for help... Let me tell you, Miss Lane, that I am not a fan of portraits – what's the point of transferring real people onto canvas, especially in an age when there are those godforsaken cameras? But! It is true that without real "bags of flesh," it is difficult to create a believable fictional image, so I would not mind using you to study female anatomy. You can pose for me so that I can expand my knowledge of how things bend, how forms change with perspective, and so on.