The artist tried to concentrate on his work, but the attraction he felt for his model finally became irresistible¹. He threw down his palette, took her in his arms and kissed her.

She pushed him away. "Maybe your other models let you kiss them," she said "but that won't work on me."

"I've never tried to kiss a model before," he insisted.

"Really?" she said, softening². "How many models have there been?"

"Four," he replied. "A jug³, two apples and a vase..."