“WHAT.” Kimiya barks, her shocked expression framed. However, Tricia butts into the frame with her congratulations. “Woho! Nice one, sister!” Tricia notices Kimiya’s expression, and adds, “Aren’t you proud of her, Kimmie?”
“Hmmm,” Kimiya replies, now with an expression of mock realization, “I recall being lectured yesterday that the body is not something to be seen and that I should rethink my choice of attire.”
“Gosh,” Maya replies, blushing, as she gives the girls their usual order. “This, er, isn’t like that at all! It’s only my eyes they want.”
“I’m pretty sure leaving the eyes uncovered,” Kimiya continues, “is only a necessary evil that ensures women don’t get run over.”
“And I didn’t lecture you,” Maya mutters despite herself, “I was just… Concerned.”
“So how do you doll up your eyes to look like that, anyway?” Tricia asks.
“I do no such thing!” Maya answers, “They always look like this!”
“Wow! I’m jealous,” Tricia replies.
“So you don’t condone eye makeup?” Kimiya asks, “I don’t know if you realise it, but that’s what you’re gonna have to do for the photos.”
Shot of Maya as she hesitates to reply, but Kimiya continues, “And, that’s what you will influence the target audience to do!”
Maya gulps. “So… You don’t approve of this, Kimiya?” She asks.
“Oh, I don’t care, Maya,” said Kimiya rather annoyingly, “I was just confused, that’s all. It’s your decision. It’s eating time!” Kimiya grabs roll, and so does Tricia.
Maya peeks at the figure in her note again, but with far less enthusiasm.
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