A few days had passed and Lucky was sitting in Liz's studio doing some work on his laptop as he waited for Liz to come home from her art class. Ever since their kissing on the couch the other day, his desire for her consumed him. The thought quickly escaped his mind when he heard Liz barge threw the door. As she came in, she tossed her books and her purse on the table and slammed the door.
Lucky: Something wrong?
Liz: You could say that.
Lucky: Well I can see it to.
Liz walked over to the couch and sat down beside Lucky.
Liz: I am going to fail my whole semester.
Lucky: What? Why? You've worked so hard.
Liz: I know that, but I have an exam next week and my professor just informed the class that if we don't pass the exam we don't pass the semester, no matter how hard we worked.
Lucky: Ouch.
Liz: Exactly and I am going to fail considering the exam is something I have never done before.
Lucky: What is it?
Liz: A nude.
Lucky: (clears his throat) A nude? As in painting someone….well nude?
Liz: Yes. There is going to be a male model and everyone in the class has to paint him naked.
Lucky: I see.
Liz: (gets up from the couch) Why can't the damn exam be a bowl of fruit, why can't it be something I have done before? This is hopeless.
Lucky: Not entirely. Elizabeth you are a talented artist, you can pull this off.
Liz: You don't understand, I have never done a nude painting before, I would not know where to begin. I've never had any practice with that sort of thing.
Lucky got up from the couch and thought for a minute. He then walked over to where Liz was standing.
Lucky: Well what if you could practice?
Liz: Lucky, it's not like I can go up to someone and ask them to pose nude for me.
Lucky: Well what if someone offered?
Liz: Yeah, like who would offer to do that?
Lucky: Me.