He looks at the picture and kisses Beth again: completely unabashed in that don't-give-a-shit-who-sees kind of way. Then he reaches out and takes the camera from Elaine and examines it: 2 more pictures left.
They can save those for another time. Unless they get back sooner than he thinks to Venus or Mars and one of the hundreds of little tourist shops lining the streets of every damn city on every planet and moon and asteroid.
He'll take her there. He will: he promised.
"So. How do you like this little camera, Elaine? I should have gotten a few more."
Of course, maybe the bar can make some cameras just like this for them; he'll find that out later. For right now, he lifts his iced coffee to Elaine, to Beth, and takes a sip.
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They can save those for another time. Unless they get back sooner than he thinks to Venus or Mars and one of the hundreds of little tourist shops lining the streets of every damn city on every planet and moon and asteroid.
He'll take her there. He will: he promised.
"So. How do you like this little camera, Elaine? I should have gotten a few more."
Of course, maybe the bar can make some cameras just like this for them; he'll find that out later. For right now, he lifts his iced coffee to Elaine, to Beth, and takes a sip.