Okay, so Marcus wasn't the most eloquent person she'd ever met. Not even the most eloquent werewolf, for that matter. She prodded the quill for the last time, packing it away in her canvas messenger bag along with the rolled-up parchment. "I'm going to have to take just a couple pictures now. What you're wearing is fine, I like the sleeves being pushed up. Would you rather do it outside or at your place?"