Nodding, PhotoMan accepted his helmet back, ready to resume his role and once again contribute to the photoshoot. He probably wasn't feeling great about hiding out for most of the others so far, either. He listened to the rest, nodding his head slowly, with his expression showing no change. "That sounds like a classic shoot, the kind someone might actually commission. Of course, the legs must also be included; with how much time she spends on the treadmill, it seems a waste not to. Still, this same photograph can capture that easily enough," he mused. "Really, her whole body is like one big charm point. If it weren't for her personality..." He probably wasn't the type of person who ought to be criticizing anybody's personality, but he couldn't seem to help himself. "I get the feeling she and I can't get along. Even more so than I can reach the other sisters- and brother..."
He lowered his eyebrows and rubbed his chin for a moment. "When you say refreshed from a water bottle, do you mean someone to hold it as though they're bottle-feeding her? Or do you mean splash it over her? Either could work. If you're thinking about bottle-feeding her, do note that we won't be able to get it groin-height while she's doing a butterfly press; she'll be a bit too elevated," he explained, perhaps insulting in his assumption that her mind had been going there. "Pouring it over her head could be a good effect. People do refresh themselves that way."
Calistheti wasn't too hard to get a hold of once the time came; she slowed down the inhuman exercise so naturally it was clear she'd done so many times before, until it was a manageable jog. "The butterfly press, huh? I've always been more of a runner, but I guess I shouldn't neglect that either," she agreed, as if Hyde was suggesting an addition to her workout regiment rather than a photo setting. She smiled, putting on a light blush. "Of course I have some sexy shorts! Every good workout girl needs to, right? After all, there are the type of exercises you do for health and the kind you do to get looks... he he he."
In the background, PhotoMan could be seen gathering up several of the things they'd need, while Calistheti disengaged her treadmill full. She made a display of grabbing one hand, lifting herself into the air like some sort of gymnist, then swinging down on the other side, raising both arms for applause. At the same time, her scrubs lit up and then disappeared, leaving her in a snug, cloth bikini, white with pink wording across the top, reading "FIT" with a heart shape after the T. The elastic banding for both parts were bright pink colors as well. The outfit looked like it would probably also yield an interesting effect when wet, either with water or sweat. Furthermore, with her arms raised, her meticulously-maintained armpits were visible, if Hyde was interested in that sort of thing. It was the kind of thing that a navi might not even have to worry about, but a traditional girl probably would. She flipped her hair, then smiled over her shoulder at Hyde. "What do you think? These aren't practical, so I don't recommend wearing them for a real workout, he he..."
PhotoMan returned just in time to make a few clicking noises. In one hand, he was carrying a fuzzy white towel, and in the other, he held a tall water bottle, completely full. Notably, Pharmaceuti was hanging close by, back on her feet and looking almost uncharacteristically chipper... or perhaps you'd call it confident. PhotoMan seemed to be trying to ignore her for now. "Are you prepared to start?" he asked Calistheti, who nodded in response and assumed her position on the exercise machine. "Very well. We'll need you to remove your top for this one-"
"Eh? Really? Topless?" she asked, raising her eyebrows and growing a bit pinker. "Will I at least be keeping them compressed so you don't see everything...?
"No, not completely topless. We're going to put this towel over your shoulders, which will hang over each breast," he explained, assisting by draping it over. "Please dispel your top. I will prepare to take the photos. We can take as many as we need, so please, just exercise and let us take care of the rest." Seeming mostly without reluctance, perhaps because she'd already seen others subjected to more questionable shots, or perhaps because she was confident hers was going to turn out well, Calistheti did as they asked. Her body was almost entirely visible now, save just the minor coverage of the towel and the white and pink bikini bottom she was wearing. It was a bit of a shame she'd lost her "FIT" logo, but it wasn't as though anyone need to be told that. "Miss Hyde, I will handle the photography. Miss Hyde, I'll leave the water bottle to you."
He'd already begun fiddling with his helmet, when suddenly, two hands reached around his waste and grabbed hold of his camera-stand's tripod leg, so to speak, the size of which made it pretty difficult to ignore against the shape of his bodysuit. He stumbled slightly, releasing several clicking noises. "Miss Hyde, I believe you can handle the photoshoot and the water, right? I was just thinking, I have a great idea for my own photoshoot in my office! I'd like for PhotoMan to accompany there and do the final shot with me. Would that be okay?" she asked. Because PhotoMan hadn't moved to stop her yet, either due to his natural instincts, some lack of modesty, or focus on the shot, she was having all the fun she wanted. "Wow... Are you taking any medications? This is seriously impressive! Imagine what it will be like once you try some of my medicine! He he he he... I know a medicine regiment that, combined with some one-on-one-consultation with yours truly, will get you truly frisky, capable of fully realizing your sexual prime and granting you new confidence in your masculinity." It would be interesting to know if she was talking about the same medicine Hyde had already given her.
"Ha! The guy doesn't exactly scream masculinity to me, Pharmaceuti," Calistheti taunted unhelpfully, as if daring PhotoMan to prove her wrong. "A big thing like that is no substitute for proper health." Her voice was only slightly labored, but she'd already begun to build up a nice sweat. Her pace was fantastic, though not superhuman the way it had been during her run earlier. The towel flapped slightly with each rep, further displacing towards the center.
PhotoMan gulped, narrowing his eyes slightly as he tried to ignore taunts coming from two directions and focus on the shot. "Miss Hyde, I can handle the camera. Please administer the water, then, please, find a way to dismiss Miss Pharmaceuti from the photoshoot until we're finished? he requested, his voice currently still even despite the vigorous rubbing he was receiving.