Dee somehow managed to hold back the sigh. Wrist? Seriously? Here she was flirting with him, presenting him with a bare canvas and he wanted to go with something as mundane as her wrist. She could make this work.
"I'll go with wrist for the one we chose. And if you want more practice you've got my back to work on. You can pick whatever you'd think would help you most." Hopefully it wouldn't be something too bad, but even if it was, it'd be gone in a couple weeks. Not such a bad deal. "Sound good?"