[John huffs. Apparently he'll just have to get someone else to help him pick out nice photos. Maybe Stephen. Would that be strange? Meulin. Meulin might be a better option. Or Alice? They're safer bets than another bloke.]

All right. I'll get you something by Christmas.

[They've arrived at the edge of the forest where it opens up onto the lake John motions for Bucky and goes to set up a watch point downwind of anything that might be wandering along. He comes to a stop and holds the rifle up briefly just to get a look at the night-vision capabilities on the scope.]

Almost makes it too easy, really. What did people do before night-vision?