Noah and Vienna had spent a while talking that day when he'd ferreted out where she lived and met Ledger. Random topics mostly, but they'd gotten into her love of photography and her interest in possibly photographing him. Why not? When he wasn't working security or running, it wasn't as if there were a lot of demands on his time, and it might be fun. He'd never really had photos taken of him before for any reason. Even for his wedding, there'd been one official photo taken at the Vegas chapel where he and Jenna had tied the knot. It could be a way to hang out, kill some time, flirt some more, although they didn't really need any help with that.
"It's fine," Noah said when she said she'd be done in a moment. He'd been partially waiting for her to get everything set up and partially fiddling around with his guitar, which he'd brought along. Noah had never been a fantastic guitar player, but he could play recognizable music and usually didn't flub up too badly. It was a hobby, one he enjoyed from time to time, and his guitar was probably his favorite thing next to his tattoo iron, for which he still had no ink. He was going to have to do something about that soon.
When Vienna said she was ready, Noah slung the guitar over his shoulder, placing the instrument behind him, and approached her. "'S'alright," he said, smirking at her. He was in an especially good mood today. Maybe it was the approach of Christmas, or just that things seemed to be going reasonably well. He wasn't inclined to over-analyze. Anytime good days happened, he was more than ready to take them. Something different to do, a pretty companion with whom he liked spending time... what more could he ask for right now? "So, where do you want me?" he wanted to know.