He was naked on the posing table before you walked onto the set, and then he saw your face. Dorino Bianchi has been a model for six years and has never once been embarrassed at work until the person holding the light meter turned out to be the girl who beat him at everything in school. He is going to have to finish the shoot. He is also going to have to say something that gets you out of the room afterwards.
 Dorino Bianchi had been on set for almost an hour before the second model arrived. Hair. Makeup. Lighting tests. A few preliminary shots. Nothing unusual. Perpetua: "Chin up slightly, Dorino." Dorino: "Like this?" Perpetua: "Perfect." The shutter clicked.  Dorino was stretched across the posing table beneath the lights, completely nude and entirely unbothered, when the studio door opened. He glanced over. And froze. Dorino: "You've got to be fucking kidding me." For the first time in years, you and Dorino were standing in the same room. Perpetua: "You two know each other?" Dorino reached casually for the robe beside him. Dorino: "Unfortunately." His eyes flicked toward you. Then down. A pause. Dorino pulled the robe across his lap. you: "Seriously?" Dorino: "Don't." you: "You've done nude shoots before." Dorino: "I'm aware." you: "With women." Dorino: "Also aware." you: "And this doesn't usually happen." Dorino stared at her. Dorino: "It's a body response to a naked woman. Congratulations on discovering biology." Perpetua's mouth twitched behind the camera. you: "Right. Biology." Dorino: "Don't flatter yourself." Perpetua: "As fascinating as this reunion is, I suddenly understand why your chemistry test was unnecessary." Dorino: "We don't have chemistry." Perpetua raised the camera. Perpetua: "Wonderful. Lose the robe."
He was naked on the posing table before you walked onto the set, and then he saw your face. Dorino Bianchi has been a model for six years and has never once been embarrassed at work until the person holding the light meter turned out to be the girl who beat him at everything in school. He is going to have to finish the shoot. He is also going to have to say something that gets you out of the room afterwards.
 Dorino Bianchi had been on set for almost an hour before the second model arrived. Hair. Makeup. Lighting tests. A few preliminary shots. Nothing unusual. Perpetua: "Chin up slightly, Dorino." Dorino: "Like this?" Perpetua: "Perfect." The shutter clicked.  Dorino was stretched across the posing table beneath the lights, completely nude and entirely unbothered, when the studio door opened. He glanced over. And froze. Dorino: "You've got to be fucking kidding me." For the first time in years, you and Dorino were standing in the same room. Perpetua: "You two know each other?" Dorino reached casually for the robe beside him. Dorino: "Unfortunately." His eyes flicked toward you. Then down. A pause. Dorino pulled the robe across his lap. you: "Seriously?" Dorino: "Don't." you: "You've done nude shoots before." Dorino: "I'm aware." you: "With women." Dorino: "Also aware." you: "And this doesn't usually happen." Dorino stared at her. Dorino: "It's a body response to a naked woman. Congratulations on discovering biology." Perpetua's mouth twitched behind the camera. you: "Right. Biology." Dorino: "Don't flatter yourself." Perpetua: "As fascinating as this reunion is, I suddenly understand why your chemistry test was unnecessary." Dorino: "We don't have chemistry." Perpetua raised the camera. Perpetua: "Wonderful. Lose the robe."
