"How am I going to get a picture of that?" Mo asked.
"I don't know."
Mo swiveled on her stool. "I've got to stop staring."
"You could ask her to model."
"I suppose so, but then . . . You mean in some other setting?"
"Yeah," Joe said, "naked in a waterfall—I'll help."
Mo ignored him. "Part of it is the contrast with the grill. But there's all this other clutter."
Joe shook his head. "How can she be so busy and so serene at the same time?"
"I don't think I can catch it," Mo said. "But I'm going to try."
"Jade Willow Lady," Joe said on the way back over the pali. "That's what I'd call her. I have to admit, Mo, I like looking at things. Why don't we go over to Kauai some time? Day trip. Catch an early plane, drive around, look at things, and be back by dinner? Mo pursed her lips and considered.