<em>~Mila, lounge~</em><br/><br/>"Breakfast in bed sounds absolutely decadent.  I've never done it before.  I am actually an early riser as well.  My father believed it was sinful to waste the day, and so he was pretty strict with us getting up by seven at the latest.  I guess the habit is lifelong, because he's been gone for a long time, and I still never sleep in.  As an adult, I rather doubt, though, that the Virgin Mary cares about when I wake up for the day," she said, her nose crinkling.<br/><br/>She looked at Marcus.  "I would be delighted to paint us.  And the castle.  And the grounds."<em>And your tattoo, and Vince's... tool,</em>she thought with a slight tinge of red to her cheeks.  Her erotic paintings were not something she shared with others.  Nobody even knew she did them.  It wasn't something she'd shared with Blake or in her interviews with Miss Taylor.  She smiled widely at Marcus.  Painting was the way she expressed herself and dealt with her emotions, so it was a given that she would be painting the scenes here.  "Actually, I would be more likely to draw us.  I like coals, although the art classes I teach are paint-based."<br/><br/>She looked at Nicci and then next to her, at Marisol.  "I like to read.  A lot of young adult literature, mostly, although of course I read other things, too.  I run sometimes, but mostly, I enjoy yoga.  It's made me very flexible."  She turned bright pink as she realized how that must sound, and took another sip of her coffee to cover her embarrassment.