[Well if Phoenix can fit his ridiculous spikes into it, she's pretty sure her lonely topknot can't be that big of a problem. In the end, she does manage somehow and lets go, holding up her hands up like a kid who's just learned to ride a bike with no handlebars--as if to say, "there!" or "ta-da!"

At this point Phoenix has actually moved over to the couch, and when he holds up that picture, Maya peers in for a better look.]

Oh! I do seem to remember that name coming up in the many, many instances of you not answering my questions...

[She feigns thoughtfulness at this--though it's like, impossible to be mad at him.]

This is the first time you ever showed me her picture, though. She's... cute!