[ At the sound of someone addressing him, William looks up. Albeit, in the entirely wrong direction! ]

I had not even considered that option.

[ Not that William was one to take photos of himself, to begin with. The 'selfie' was not something he was accustomed to. Slipping his own glasses back on, he blinks, realizing he was speaking to a rack of newly arrived frames, instead of Tenya. Turning now instead to the right, he finally sees the man. ]

I agree on the frame shape, however. That seems to be what I am drawn to, most often.