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Emms 
Lisette looks at the girl, well herself in the picture. She looks at the boy and then back at herself. What? she thought.
Lisette smiled at him and looked into his brown eyes. "Your welcome! Well actually I should be the one thanking you. You had the picture of me." she said, grinning.
She watched as his eyes followed all the people. She wondered what he was thinking. "Oh. No I haven't. But its a good idea to check." She reached into her pockets and felt something. What could it be? she thought.
He was completely confused. What was Lisette doing? The Lisette in the photograph, anyway. She seemed to keep blowing kisses at him and pointing in his direction; he couldn't help but wonder if he had been the one to take the photograph, if those kisses and smiles and overall sweetness was directed at
him. It was so strange to see the girl like this in the picture, then see her so different in person. There was still a sweetness about her in person, though, but... it wasn't the same. The girl in the picture knew who she was, knew who she was blowing her kisses to and who she was smiling so brightly to. But them? They didn't even know their full names.
"You were a very lively and friendly thing, weren't you?" he commented to the girl at his side with a soft, brief chuckle, rather amused by her behaviour in the photograph, which differed so greatly from what he saw in person.
He smiled as she thanked him for carrying her photograph, something he couldn't help but find amusingly silly, as it wasn't like he had really done anything worth thanking him for. He'd just searched his pockets and found her picture, was all. "Found something?" he asked curiously as her eyes seemed to turn a little more alert when she searched her pockets.