As the designers and fitters closed in on Bolt he let out a roar as only his hand could be seen popping out from the pony pile up around him. After he was in costume he blinked twice wondering what had just happened. He looked at the costume with a certain distain before speaking up. "Well you've got the right idea Photo Finish! Work your magic make me famous." Bolt gave a sly smile shooting a quip towards the black insect. "That's a polite way of her saying you're ugly changeling face will ruin the shoot." Bolt then zipped over to the camera and started fiddling with the lens turning it to the left and then the right. "Is this thing on?" He asked then looking into the lens.