[Akira definitely predicted that Yusuke was a lightweight, but at this point of the night was already drunk himself, and so he doesn't really say anything when his friend draped his arm around his shoulder and professes that he would be a great model.]

You aren't about to ask me to strip for you, are you?

[He chuckled a little, not actually worried about that.]

You know... I kinda always wondered if you'd ever want to model for an art class though? I know you like... you love to paint. But what about people painting you? It's creating art still, yeah?