Who told him that she'd gotten a boyfriend?! Well he didn't want to rat out the portraits--THEY WERE HIS FRIENDS and he was NOT going to let Reese eat them all, raw and in one bite. He just stared at her for a few seconds, thinking up of a good excuse that would cover it all.

Poke.

S'right, random poke to stall. "Well, Reeese, YOUUU were the one that told me. Don't'chaa remember??" he said as if it were the truth and eyed her. Ohhhh. The t-shirt. Last Christmas. EEEEEP he forgot she still had it! "Well, there's EXCEPTIONS, Reeseeeeee, when you have a boyfriend!" He wasn't a cootie-ologist but eeeehhh.

He continued flailing his camera riiight in front of her, when... BAANGG! The camera had hit her riiiight at the side of her head.

"...That didn't just happen." ZOMG WHAT IF HE HIT HER TOO HARD RIGHT THERE AND SHE WOULD BE IN SOME SORT OF A COMAAAA?!