"Heh." Something caught the corner of his eye that he halted to a complete stop. "Well, what do you know? Interesting."
"What is it?" Bayonetta turned around, curious on what caught his interest. She was twirling a halo around her finger.
"Photo booth," he declared proudly, placing a hand on the self-operated device. "Ever seen any from where you came from?" The questionable look on her face suggested confusion and unfamiliarity.
Bayonetta rolled her eyes. "Of course I have, Vigrid has them," she crossed her impatiently. "Do we have time for this?"
"What's the matter? You control time and space," he stated and before she could object about her powers not having the capabilities to do that. "We got time to kill."
"Alright," she gave in, flicking a hair ribbon over her shoulder. "You got five minutes. Take your picture and we'll have to get going." Her back was turned on him, shaking her head.
"Oh no, babe," he chuckled, expecting that she would say that. "I didn't plan on taking picture