Loveology
CHAPTER 83
The art museum is scarcely populated when you enter it, just the way you like it. You pay your entry fee and begin your exploration.
You sit in the main lobby for a moment, examining a map on display. You're trying to find a route that avoids the modern art collections. They're detestably boring to you, but the older pieces are worth checking out.
"Kathleen?" You look up when you hear your name called out. Irving stands beside you, his hair perfectly parted and his trademark grin in place.
"Irving," you say, returning his smile. "What a pleasure."
"Likewise," he says with a small bow. "I must insist you join me in the modern art collection. The new pieces are quite fascinating!"
The art museum is scarcely populated when you enter it, just the way you like it. You pay your entry fee and begin your exploration.
You sit in the main lobby for a moment, examining a map on display. You're trying to find a route that avoids the modern art collections. They're detestably boring to you, but the older pieces are worth checking out.
"Kathleen?" You look up when you hear your name called out. Irving stands beside you, his hair perfectly parted and his trademark grin in place.
"Irving," you say, returning his smile. "What a pleasure."
"Likewise," he says with a small bow. "I must insist you join me in the modern art collection. The new pieces are quite fascinating!"