Danny can't help but grin at Walter's blush, now partially hidden by the condiment mess they've caused.

"Yeah, but..." Danny looks down at the photo, then gently sets it down on the table. "Maybe you don't have to."

He pulls out his phone and with his other hand pulls Walter closer by the shoulder so their faces are practically touching (okay, so they're actually touching). He holds out the phone as far as he can and takes a photo of it.

"There! I'll get this printed and then we can both have a copy of the photo."