Will showed his teeth and forced the paintchip book into Cortez’s hands. "Now why don’t you go back to your desk there, look through these, and I'll finish setting things up inside. Good thing you stepped in when you did. I was almost ready to start painting! When you decide, now, just knock and I’ll see whether we can mix up any color you pick, so there’s no more delay. Got lots of color concentrates and, well, Dreamwhite makes a pretty fair mixbase, after all. Probably one of the reasons it’s not the forefront of style, doncha know." Will winked again, and with a subtle push, sent Cortez back to his own desk.