Checkout with Dill

"Can I take your picture?" I asked my grocery checker.
"Sorry, I really don't like my picture taken," she said.
"That's okay, I understand," I said. "It's just that I have this photo diary where I post a picture every day and when it's pouring rain, I sometimes get desperate."
"Because you don't want to go outside?" she said.
"Yeah."
"You could ask him," she said, pointing to a neighboring checker, "he wouldn't mind"
"Never mind," I said, "that's why I asked," I said, now embarrassed.
"Okay, you can take it, now that I understand, " she said.
"I won't take your face, just your hands," I said.
Tough work in Blipville.