Startled by the question, Kenneth took a step back. Model, him? He nearly started shaking his head, saying no, but then he caught the look in the other man's eyes. That stare, that spark, was the one he wore when he practiced his newest close up magic trick in front of the mirror; it was the intense gaze of someone pushed to surpass their limit to make their passion come alive.

"Alright," said Kenneth.

He tucked his hands into his sweater and rocked back and fort from heels to toes. "What exactly do you have in mind? Where and when?" Then he started laughing a bit, realizing he was forgetting one of the most important questions, and answer.

"My name's Kenneth, Kenneth Glover, what's yours?" He held out his hand to shake with his lips quirked up in a smile.