You say that like it's anything out of the ordinary for us.

[Tate says nonchalantly, while parting back the dark curtain and letting himself into the booth. He looks back to Derek with a mischievous smile, certainly teasing him and daring him to retaliate. That and join him, if the wave of his hand is any indication. Put down the brown bag of liquor and get over here - there's cumshots to be taken and a questionable bench to be seated on in this cramped little space.]

What's more memorable than a photo? C'mon. Don't be a pussy.