Jamil wouldn't describe an everyday photo of a lamp as dazzling, but okay, sure. He looks from the canvas to the photo a few times, then back to Shelley, taking great care not to let his resentment show on his face. It's so there, though.

"Perhaps if you could give me an example of what I could do differently? Or provide some other form of inspiration?" Maybe he'll just tell Jamil how to do the assignment directly if he asks the right way.