" 'least he cares about you, no?" Alisa's smile faded a bit at that statement. She then reached into her purse, taking out a bottle and tossing it to Bobbi. "Here, it's a hand sanitizer I use. Gets rid o' graphite real good, an' makes your hands smell like pears!"

She was curious as to what Bobbi drew, but she did not want to press the issue. Being an artist herself, she hated how she would sketch something and then have people beg to see it. Especially when she did not think it was that great or ready to be seen, yet.