"I'm sure I will." Red's smile is easy and honest. How could a face so honest be so untrustworthy?

"Perfect! Think you could send me a copy when we've gotten it?" He sidles right up to the bear and puts an arm around him to the best of his abilities, which isn't saying much. "Ready when you are." He smiles at the phone as they prepare to take the picture and then, at the last possible second, he turns and plants a kiss on Ice Bear's cheek. Nothing untoward, of course - just a simple peck between friends. It's not unusual among many cultures.

"I'm terribly sorry," he says with a sheepish grin when the picture has been taken, "but I couldn't help myself. I hope this doesn't ruin your impression of me."