"It'll wash off. Ticklish ribs though."

If he doesn't want her to squirm right off the chair and onto the pool deck, ruining his future painting he should probably steer clear of her sides, but even that isn't off limits. Maybe she'd like to see his intense eyes crinkling with a grin if they got into a tickle fight.

"I guess I don't want to eat it, so lips are a no go. For the paint."