[identity profile] dbiers.livejournal.com 2005-11-16 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
D'anna leans her head on one hand and reaches out with the other to flick at the tassel on his fez. "To the victor goes the spoils," she says absently.

"Ugh," she covers her face with her hands and then drags them down so that her fingertips come to rest at the tops of her cheeks. "I don't know. I don't think so, the second picture has to come from something touched on in the interview. If I'm not there then..." her voice trails off and she shrugs.