“Stand still, would you?” yelled Leonardo, grabbing his nose in agriviation.

Lisa glared at Leo, her face turning into an ugly smirk, “You try and sit still for hours Vinci!” She yelled, her anger reaching her face.

“Oh mio Dio! Lisa I am almost done!” Leo threw down his paint brush. He sits down on the floor and looks up at Lisa, “Oh please Cara, just your lovely smile left to paint,” he states in a much softer tone.

Lisa doesn’t say anything, just continued to glare at him.

Leo got up slowly and walk over to Lisa, stopping right in front of her, “Oh please forgive me, this is tiring work, painting such beautiful people,” he tilts her chin up to him.

Lisa stands up quickly, removing his hand from her, anger now seeping through her, “YOU DON’T THINK IM TIRED?!” She screams, making Leo fall back, stumbling.

“Oh please don’t yell I know how much this is for you just almost done, just a little more,” he begs slowly grabbing her hand, “please Cara?”

“Fine,” she says, her face released from anger but no sign of emotion left. She sits back in her spot, same angle, same direction, except the only difference is that the smile that she had planed for the painting is gone. It is now replaced with a straight face, showing no true emotion.