[ No elaboration? Coward! This is the perfect time to elaborate! She'll be nice and won't fill in that blank desperate to have something in it, however. Just as one does not piss off people that make one's food, one does not piss off the artist that could paint a really fugly picture as revenge.

She gives an innocent little giggle as she gathers up her cardigan. ]

What can I say? You make it hard to keep a steady hand! And, I mean, I was pretty tempted to put a heart at the end, so you kinda got off easy...

[ Nothing's sweeter than blasphemy. ♥

But then it's her turn to tsk. ]

And seriously? To even think I'd be anything less than the perfect model? Pff! [ She gives her ponytail a dramatic flip. ] By the end of it all, you'll be wishing you'd been able to paint me sooner!

[ And this is why she's got "pride" carved on one leg. ]

Anyway, I'm pretty much free whenever. You can stop by room 425 or send me a text. Or who knows, maybe you'll run into me sooner~

[ That's not ominous at all. ]