Her observation on his assumption about models was dead on, he had to admit. "Recognize," he nodded with a rueful chuckle. "Our own damn fault for not giving you credit, isn't it?"<br/><br/>At Sarah's gentle needling Cooper smiled and hung his head in only half-mock embarassment. That quickly turned to completely genuine embarassment as he realized he was sitting there cross-legged and butt naked.<em>No need to go showing it off like that, jackass.</em>He sat straighter, bringing his knees together and looping one arm around them for support.<br/><br/>"Um ... yeah. I did. There was a big display photo of you in the window of a Victoria's Secret in a mall I used to go to back in America. I mean, the mall I used to go to. Not the Victoria's Secret. Not that I wouldn't go there, you know, if I ... or if there had ..." Was that rattling scrape in the back of his mind the sound of him having dug himself as deep as he could? Lord, he hoped so. "Anyway. Poster, I guess."