Savannah turned to the Jedi to her right, holding out the camera towards him and batting her Marilyn lashes. "Would you totally mind taking a picture of me and my friends?"
She showed him the buttons to press, but the camera, like most, were really self-explanatory these days. Once she felt confident, she flounced over to Lisa and Molly.
"This one's for the scrapbook," she told the girls with a wink as she slipped into character. Savannah bent her knees slightly and leaned forward slightly. Before coming to the party, she had practiced in her room to see how far she could lean forward without it becoming tasteless, and she made good use of this practice now. Her lips puckered into that kissable look Marilyn had made so famous.
She was ready. Hopefully her friends would catch on and pose as well. This was the point of the costume ball, right?