Whatever you want. Not like we have polaroids around here, right? So something of them would be nice.

['In case they get taken back home and I'm left here' was sort of implied and left unsaid.]

And... I want one of you.

[He shifted, rolling onto his side to prop his head up, looking over at her with a grin.]

You can do a self portrait, can't you? Not like you don't have great material to work with...