When the man explained he was indeed here on business, Julienās curiosity only grew. He raised an eyebrow in intrest, accepting the business card that was handed to him. He read the name out loud, turning it over with a grin.
āWell, arenāt you full of surprises,ā he remarked enthusiastically as he slipped the card into his pocket. āA private investigator, mingling in the City of Light, rubbing shoulders with Kalosā finest. Mysterious. I like it!ā
At the mention of a āproper photo,ā Julienās ears perked up. Without missing a beat, he tilted his head toward the crystal tree behind him. adjusting his scarf instinctively. āWho am I to deny you a little flair for your portfolio?ā he said with a grin. āItās a win-win, donāt you think? You get your shot, and I get to look fabulous!ā
He gave a dramatic flick of his scarf and settled into a pose, head tilted slightly as he gazed toward the chandelier lights. āCapture the essence, darling. The drama, the mysteryā¦ā He gestured dramatically toward the tree. āGive me something that will make them gasp!ā
As the camera clicked, Julien shifted effortlessly from one pose to another, each one more practiced and dramatic than the last. He angled his face with just the right tilt, letting the light hit his features perfectly. Bijou floated alongside him, mimicking her trainerās poses.
After the final snap, Julien relaxed, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. āWell? Did I make the camera sing?ā He leaned in, peeking at the camera screen.