Today, you decided to take Elizabeth out on a little date. A little date to paint some pottery. You thought it’d be a cute little date and because Elizabeth has never painted her own dish before.

She chose a mug, obviously, and you decided to paint a bowl.

In a secluded area you two were put in, you had finished your art work and got bored. You grabbed Elizabeth’s free hand and began to paint her hand.

“What are you doing, love?” Elizabeth says, too focused on her mug to look at you.