"Oh, I can sure as hell try," he says with a laugh. He pulls his shirt over his head and shoves as much as he can of it into his back pocket, and considering how tight these jeans are, that isn't a lot. The glowing white material hangs down and brushes his thighs as he steps in closer to the guy.

"So, what d'ya say?" He turns around in a slow circle, spreading his long, toned arms out as his side. "Am I an inspirin' canvas?"