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"So, actually, I had an idea."

"Oh?" she asks.

"I was thinking I could be a photographer."

"What?" She blinks at me. "You don't even have a camera and you don't really have money to buy a camera either."

"No. Hear me out. So when we were at the bar, you know what I noticed?"

"No." She shakes her head. "What?"

"I was noticing that everyone was trying to take selfies."

"Okay." She nods. ”That is true. I mean, we took a couple of selfies ourselves."

"And half the time the selfies end up looking like shit, right?"

"If you don't know your angles and you don't have good light, then they don’t always look great.”

"Elisabetta."

"Sorry." She holds her hands up. "But that's normally the reason why."

"Anyway. Wouldn't most people kill to have someone take their photo when they're out at the bar and having fun and make them look really good?"

"I don't know that they would kill for that. No," she says, shaking her head. "But," she says quickly. "I think they would love it."

"Exactly. So I was thinking, what if I am an unofficial photographer at bars like that?"

"What? You're going to go and ask managers if they'll hire you?"

"No," I say, shaking my head grinning. "That's why it's unofficially."

"I don't get you."

"I mean, I'm just going to be at the bar hanging out, hopefully with you."

"Okay, so you do want to go out tomorrow night?"

"Yeah, but I'll also be working."

"What? You got a job?"

"No. As the unofficial photographer."

"Girl, you're confusing me. I don't understand what you're saying. How are you going to be an unofficial photographer with no camera and the people don't even know that you're working there as a photographer?"

"Because I don't need a camera. Their phones will be my camera. Their phone will be my lens through which I capture the world."

Elisabetta just blinks at me. "Sorry. You're going to have to break this down a little bit better."

"Look, when I see people taking selfies, I'm going to go up to them and I'm going to be like, 'Hi, I'm Skye, unofficial photographer of the evening.'" I grin at her. "And then I'll show them my pearly white teeth."

"They're not that pearly."

"You know what I mean."

"Sorry," she laughs. "So you're going to see people taking selfies…" She laughs slightly. "And you're going to go up to them and ask them if they want you to take the photo?" She's almost in tears by now, she's laughing so hard.

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