"Ah ah ah, that's not how this works," Tiernan teased, wagging one finger in Tasah's direction. She seemed a little uncertain, and that was something of a breath of fresh air. Most of the women he worked with on private shoots like this always arrived in a huff, flapping about like divas when they had no right to expect so much as a smile for their trouble. "You just need to relax, shake out the nerves, and I'll snap as we go."
He lined up his camera and took a few shots to get a baseline for the lighting and checked the display; everything looked good.
"So tell me, Tash, why Vegas?" he asked, snapping more photos as he went. "Lots of big cities out there with good music scenes, and you wind up here."