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[An invitation to misconstrue in more ways than one. The offer's met with a chuckle, brows set high on his forehead.]

Is that so?

[There is a designated bed for him, but he'll help himself to a seat at the edge of the mattress in use by JJ.]

It must get tiring, being so -- in demand.

[A hand finds JJ's leg. It's a personable gesture okay.]

I'd rather not appear in any of your photos, however.

[No offense but this is way too informal to be immortalized in any potentially public way.]