[Fortunately, Will is a short guy. A wee man, if you will. So there isn't any real jumble due to odd heights that might be present in other selfies. He puts one arm around her shoulders so there isn't a random ice cream cone in the picture, leans in close enough to bite off an ear, smiles like the happiest man there ever was, and doesn't just hit the button once, no. He knows how this goes, they need a few quick clicks of the little camera to get a truly priceless picture. He'll cherish all of them, but society has demands.]
Oh. [It's out of him before he can stop it as he realizes that the first picture was, in fact, the truly priceless one. There isn't much time for mystery. He's quick to turn the phone so she can see it for herself.] She'll love it.
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Oh. [It's out of him before he can stop it as he realizes that the first picture was, in fact, the truly priceless one. There isn't much time for mystery. He's quick to turn the phone so she can see it for herself.] She'll love it.
[Because Will already does.]