Maia:

Naturally when your cousin begins to choke on his lasagna the first thing you'd do is slap him on the back. Maia sighed in relief when Tony stopped choking and she shot a look at Ashley, "Let's eat first, get to know each other since Tony just met you today, and then after dinner and dessert you both can talk about modeling for him." She gestured to Cassie before sitting down once more. 

Tony blinked and looked to George for an explanation, "She's been hormonal..l" he shrugged before eating his food. Maia took a few bites of her food and smiled. "So...how long have you known my cousin, Cassie?" she asked the other brunette curiously. Maia could see what Ashley was trying to pull, another woman had tried the same with herself and George but like in the story of the tortise and the hare, it is always the slow that wins the race. 

Anthony:

His face colored red in embarrassment as he apologized for his cousin, only to get kicked under the table by the blonde woman. He was quietly eating as he listened to Maia and Cassie talk. For the time being he was off in his own little world. He would only have enough to pay one of them and he doubted that Ashley would even take his money seriously. He couldn't pay much so it would seem like mere pennies to the rich girl.
Of course he would ask for them both to show him a few poses, maybe. He needed to see what he was working with but...Anthony was hesitant about asking them to pose nude. 

His only reservation with nude posing was the unintentional sexualization of his subjects. 

George:

Looking at his girlfriend and then back to the two brunette women on the other end of the table, George wondered if it was some sort of woman thing to be hostile towards each other...well at least Maia seemed to like Cassie; George was beginning to ship Anthony and Cassie. They seemed like a good couple, both odest and very polite. Maia had shown him the gift that Cassie, a complete stranger, had given them for their unborn child.

"Het Tony." George said after wiping his mouth on a napkin, "Do you have any tattoos?"

The two men were getting along better than anyone had guessed. When Anthony shook his head no, George went wide eyed. "Scared of needles?" he teased before looking at the two women. "What about you ladies, do you have any tattoos?" 

Anthony:

"How'd you meet him Maia?" The question had been eating Anthony all day.

She shrugged, "He gave me a tattoo." Maia gestured to her chest where a large piece sat of a heart, wings and other things although it was hidden under her shirt.