The Entertainer/Julius tries to manipulate Felicia and Charle
"...If he wants to be naked, I'll tell Dad!" "You wouldn't!" Felicia screamed. Charle shifted his face for a curious one. "Yeah! He's gonna be so angry when he hears the next King...Wanted a portrait of himself naked!" He boasted, standing upright and putting his two fists on his hips. Meanwhile Charle got up and went behind Julius, wrapping one arm around his neck. "But with what proof? You don't see me naked on the picture!" Felicia's ears perked up and smiled. "Yeah! That's true! You don't have any proof!"
"...If you tell Daddy I wanted to be naked, he'll say that you were lying!" "No way, he'll believe me!" "Not without proof! Plus...Don't you know we can lie too? Hmm?" Julius crossed his arms. "Nuh-huh! He's gonna believe me. Charle pointed at the door. "Go ahead! We'll wait!" Charle released him and gave him a slight push toward the door, patting his back. Julius went forward but then look at the duo. "I'm gonna go now..." The two waved him off. "Bye!" The both said. "I'm gonna...Really go." He went to the door, hand at the knob. He then looks back at them.
He sighed. "Fine, fine. I get it. I can't say that. You're both right." With a little smirk Felicia ask. "Hey, since you're here...Why not pose for us?" "Yeah!" Charle pulled him to the stand, but Julius tried to fight him off. "NO! NO! I WANNA DRAW." He said, giving off a push to Charle, but it was ineffective. Charle released him, making the boy fell on the ground. Felicia came next to Charle. "Okay! You can draw us!" Felicia said happily. "...Really?" "Or you don't! Your choice honestly." Charle said. "Um..." The boy got up from the floor and went to the stand, unsure of what happened.
Looking at the duo being so confident about being drawn made Julius jealous of them. "Okay! Okay!" He went behind the two of them and pushed them toward the drawing stand. "YOU TWO DRAW! I STAND!" He crossed his arms with a upright stance trying to show off a dominating one. "Okay!" Charle said, Felicia went to get another painting while her brother prepared the little table itself.
With everything ready, both Felicia and Charle looks at each others. Without a word, both of them knew exactly what they wanted.