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Joey grinned hugely. "Don't worry Saya, Humor is my specialty." He gaze Flutter a dazzling smile as she left. "See you soon." He said ans turned back to Saya and Olivia once she was gone.

"Now, that was pretty much it for today, unless you want to stay and practice your lines here. Tomorrow we'll have actual practice, and we'll be trying out Olive's make-up. Not that it's really necessary with his face so girl like already."

"We don't need that stuff. I've seen plenty of masculine gals. I've seen plenty of feminine lads too." Sayaku smiled, patting Oliver on the back. "You'll look fine no matter what, I'm sure of it."

Olivia blushed at Saya's words, and his touch. It felt different when she was dressed like this. More... intimate. She wished he knew that he was seeing the true her now, the female her. "Thank you." She said with a timid smile.

Joey nodded. "That's true... but a high lady's maid would wear make-up I believe, and we strive for realism."

"I've never met a maid that wore make up personally. Then again, I don't meet many girls who use it period." Sayaku noted, adding, "But a maid is a server, not a doll. From what I do know from experience, maids are often very simple and convenience-based in their attire and appearance. They usually don't wear anything that could cause trouble for their work, and make up smears and the like could make cleaning and the like troublesome."

Joey nodded again. "I do see your point." He looked Olivia over again. "I think you're right, the stage make-up for lighting should do." He nodded to himself then sighed. "Though I kinda wanted to see what the kid would look like in make-up." He through Olivia a wicked grin.

Olivia blushed slightly, but laughed. "My sisters beat you too that one." She told him with a smile.

"Does Joey even know your family situation?" Sayaku chuckled, thinking about it. "I mean, my background of being from a farm village is pretty obvious even just from my way of speaking. But I don't think it's easy to make it obvious you come from a family of four sisters..."

Joey raised his eyebrows. "That is quite a few sisters. I see where you get your femininity from." Then he grinned widely. "I'll have to contact them, ask for baby pictures." He said in a sing song voice.

Olivia shook her head. "They wouldn't give some random guy form my school my ba-" She cut off, then frowned. "No, wait, they would." She turned to look at Saya. "Remind me to never give him my sister's phone numbers."

"Go call my mom for some of mine instead. She has plenty. She even has a ton of sis...And sis only lived with us until she was four. But we still have a huge pile of pictures in the room that was gonna be her's when she grew older." Sayaku grinned. He wanted to get the spotlight of pictures off of Olivia. "Oh! Joey, can we see some of yours too?"

Joey laughed, understanding what Saya was trying to do, but going along with it nonetheless. "I was very photogenic child. My baby pictures are superb." Joey said with a grin. "I was once asked to model for a diapers commercial." He added as an after thought.

Olivia laughed. She could have seen that coming. Joey was probably one of the rare people who sincerely liked others to see his baby pictures.

"Mine look like a baby boar playing in mud, only with the boar being a person...Being followed by a boar." Sayaku grinned, adding, "In my area we didn't have television or commercials, it was too small a village. But as a baby I was indeed considered cute."

Olivia laughed. "I'm sure you were adorable." She told him with a smile. Joey laughed, then a mischievous spark caught in his eyes. "Speaking of pictures," He began in a sort of sing-song trilling voice. He pulled a slim silver camera from his pocket and held it up. "Let me get one of you two."

Gently he nudged Olivia just hard enough to send her into Saya's chest. Her hand caught herself there, looking up in surprise at Saya. Just as she did so Joey's camera flashed. He grinned. "Great, I love catching people off in pictures. Now pose you two."

Sayaku had been too worried about Oliver at that point to worry about the flash and, thus, had to blink in surprise from it. "You okay, Olive? Glad I was able to catch you." He didn't notice Joey's later not until after, pulling Oliver into him but a bit differently, so that it wasn't as if he'd fallen. "This okay with you?"

Olivia blushed slightly. "Oh, I'm fine, thanks." She told him. She let him pull her against him in a more natural hold. She left her hands against his chest, though now they were positioned as if they wanted to be there and had not simply fallen against him. She smiled.

Joey snapped a picture at that moment. "Perfect." He said with a very large grin.

"And we're in costume," Sayaku noted, chuckling. "So now we can use this as proof that we were in the play together. If our families need proof..." He thought about it. Why had he even said such a plain and useless thing? "My parents would want to see a picture of you so...It makes sense I guess..."

Olivia laughed suddenly. At least his parents would get to see what her as she really was, sort of. It was a good thing that Joey had taken the picture though. If her sisters ever got too curious about what she was doing at school she would send it to them, hopefully it would satisfy their curiosity for a while.

"True, though unless I read the script wrong, I don't believe the maid and the servant boy have a romance going on." She said with a smile.

Joey just laughed. "You must read between the lines Olive! The minor characters are always so much more interesting when you do that." He smiled and put his camera away. "I'll give you two each a copy."

"Thanks, Joey," Sayaku replied, grinning. "And that's true...Reading between the lines is a good thing. If you don't it seems like there's nothing left to the imagination with stories. If everything was just plain set out...It'd be boring."