[He smiled at that, his fingertips brushing the side of her face affectionately.] Yeah... okay, Dean. I will. [He let out a soft sigh.] You know, uh... not exactly good at posing or anything, but--maybe later, I'll let you take a picture or two of me... give you something for when I'm not there. [He paused, smiled.] Just, uh, don't let Dad see them.