Haaa—! [ She can't help but gasp, clasping her hands to her mouth once more with wide eyes. She was absolutely asking what he looks like naked, but she wasn't asking him to get naked — and in public! Even one of the waitresses passing by stops and stares! Miwako takes advantage of the opportunity to ogle examine his frame, though, and is relieved he's not some super ripped buff guy. It's not her style. She nods quietly, a faint blush across her cheeks, and lowers herself into a polite half-bow out of nerves as he puts his robe back on. ]

Mmn... R-Right. Th-Thank you.

[ She goes ahead and takes her seat again, motioning with one open palm at his across the little table from her before she does. The waitress who'd seen him is too busy gossiping and peering at them from afar with the hostess at the stand to come take their orders for now, but she'll give them a moment's peace to settle in and, uh, make sure they both keep their clothes on, before approaching. ]

Well, um... I have to say— I like your style. You look very good. My other model, he has silver hair, too— but it's darker than yours, and he's shorter, and skinnier, with wider eyes and fuller lips... He's hafu. Obviously you're full-blooded Japanese, nee? You are tall, na— you look taller in person...

[ She nods approval, smileless, still trying to will the blood that'd pooled in her cheeks away. She's tryna be professional here, c'mon! ]