<strong>Hector Cobblepot conversing with Valerie and heading to his shop</strong><br/><br/>Hector stood very still as he watched the young woman before him swaying as she spoke. He found it peculiar and quite amusing that she would be giving him a painter, a lecture on how beauty is in the eye of the beholder. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, skewing his facial hair slightly and he nodded to her statements, pleased to have found someone that shared his tastes, at least to some degree.<br/><br/>“Get this one right crackpot or we’re screwed out of another paycheck you blundering idiot.” Demetri reared himself inside Hector’s cluttered brain and Hector sent him tumbling with yet another smack to his own forehead. He would need to be sure not to do such things too frequently as he was likely to knock something loose and then he would really be in trouble.<br/><br/>“Oh, yes miss. I am always looking for new subjects and I would be delighted to paint you if you would allow me. Given your youth I would be happy to paint you in an intriguing position without reveal too much, unless of course you are wanting to reveal all, in which case I will allow you to do as you please and paint what I see.” Hector was half tempted to rub his hands together at the prospect but he caught himself and told his body to settle as she was quite young and the last thing he wanted to do was ruin someone’s innocence…<br/><br/>“Or maybe we do want to ruin it…” Demetri whispered softly inside Hector’s mind, teasing him and tugging at the thoughts that Hector was trying to keep suppressed. A shake of the head did not send Demetri flying this time and so Hector tried to focus on the one now holding his arm.<br/><br/>Hector moved Valerie towards his shop, producing a key from one of his many pockets after a few moments of patting himself trying to locate it. Once he had the gate unlocked, he opened it and peeled away the cloth coverings to reveal his small shop, a dozen or so erotic images hanging on the walls around them. Placing his hand on the small of Valerie’s back, he gently guided her into the shop, letting her look around. “If you see anything you like, just call out and I will explain the piece and give you a price if you so desire.”<br/><br/>“Look at you dear Hector. Someone might actually think you knew how to sell. But then again this is all just your façade isn’t it? You are trying to lure that poor young girl into your web so that you can do your twisted little thing…” Blake shook Hector’s head, scolding him. Demetri of course was delighted, being the sexual predator of the trio but Blake tended to abstain from such things, feeling that it was not proper to mix work with pleasure and disagreeing with Hector’s… habits.<br/><br/>Hector shrugged to himself, looking around nervously, as he sometimes did when his voices became too active for his likely. “Hey, we have to do what we have to do. Have to relieve tension some how right? Why not with this sweet little thing?”<br/><br/>“Why not try painting without becoming sexually aroused? Try finishing a painting, especially of one so tempting, without trying to seduce her. If you could pull that off we might have repeat subjects rather than either being scared off or disgraced by your general lack of knowhow in bed.” Blake was scolding Hector again, as he always did, but the thought seemed interesting to Hector. Yes, why not try and make a repeat subject. That could be good for business.<br/>