"Uh huh..." she said with a half amused, half skeptical voice. Once finally churning the paint around enough, she got his pigment and began to paint an undercoat on the canvas. "Huh, I would, if you were serious about it," she said, continuously looking back and fourth from the canvas to him.
While her eyes were situated on the canvas while she quirked a brow. "Didn't we go over this, Mr. Jenkins?" her eyes flickered up at him giving him an amused look. "It's much better at the heat of the moment rather than having it arranged."