On the screen my image smiled; a little sadly, I thought.

On the third repetition the image was no longer smiling.

The image smiled and nodded and made all kinds of reinforcing friendly gestures.

The image of Ted smiled at her.

The image smiled back at him as he straightened the frame.

The image smiles back, pleased with the deception.

The image that finally appeared on the screen in front of her was smiling broadly.

The image nodded and smiled, then reached into the open box that was sitting on the ground before him.

When he complained to Takeo, the physician's artificially handsome image on the phone screen smiled at him.

She caught and held that image; quickly extrapolated something from it, and then, smiled, slowly.