He followed her finger to his notebook and looked down at it. He looked at her face and got an idea. He took his pencil in his hand and began to make a quick sketch, his hand a blur across the small page. He kept looking back up at her to check and then put his pencil on the ground beside him. He turned the notebook so that she got a good view of the whole page, seeing as he had made an attempt to do a portrait of her. He wasn't the best at art but at least any onlookers could make out what the drawing was meant to be.