Hiling can work the spotlights! And drive the car. Or just pose tearfully in the background
[after licking a spot of jam from his cheek, he beams at her and stands up]
Ah, I was just about to ask if you would care to have a look! I made some more progress just last night. Come, come! I will show you! My art is certainly not the most important of my pursuits, but you do seem to enjoy it so.
[and off he goes, into the living room. Quick, follow that mayor! ...Or his trail of crumbs.]