Grinning broadly, Leroy laughed at her exasperation. It wasn't his fault that watching someone paint was boring! She was the one who'd decided that Optimus Prime needed to be erect, after all.
"I don't think that'll do it for a whole thirty minutes," he mused, quirking an eyebrow at her. "I'm not a machine you know. I need a visual to keep me stimulated. Take your shirt off!"