He spotted the woman and smiles faintly; trying to be brave, and walks over to her, adjusting his backpack as he does.
“H-hello…! You m-must be Grace..! O-or do you prefer Gracelyn..? Miss. Jones? I.. I don’t… know..” oh yes, off to a grand start indeed. He steeled his jaw and held his hand out. “I-it’s nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too, Jack.” she said gently, shaking his hand. “My friends call me Grace, so it isn’t different for you. Any Katelynn’s friend is my friend, and you’re the man who stole her heart… so call me Grace.”
She gestured to the seat before her. “Katie told me you’re an artist. A painter, right?”
Jack nodded as he pulled his backpack off and set it down on the ground before taking his seat, scooting closer to the table as he did. “O-oh um. Yes. I. I repaint photographs larger b-but I also do portraits but in my d-down time I work on my own art… in-including sculpture and painting, and… y-yeah.” he chewed at his bottom lip before smiling at her.
“A-and she tells me you’re a m-model? Actress?” he wasn’t sure.
Jack Maple 