Jack blushed again, though not as strongly as before. “I w-wish. But there’s a few pieces on display right now, and some of my works are on t-tour outside the city right now, though.” He reached into his pocket, and pulled out one of his business cards. “You c-could also check out my blog, if you like.” He thought about mentioning that he took commissions as well, but if Engima wasn’t a ‘socialite’, she probably wouldn’t be interested.
She took the card with great delicacy, as if afraid to rip the item apart and displayed a gentle smile to appear less intimidating, ” I’ll do just that. Thanks.” She peered down and started to read off the information. The first thing she was going to do was for sure check this out and with it all memorized shoved the paper into her pocket. ” Anyways I’m sure it’s lovely. I’ve heard that it is a proven statistics that the most reserved people are always the ones that are the most imaginative and creative. Can’t wait to see if that theory is right.”
That got a smile out of him. “Well, if it is true, I guess I m-must be very imaginative and creative.” He gave her a polite nod as he turned to go. “I hope you enjoy my work. And you don’t need to worry about being a ‘socialite’ to visit the gallery. They’re open to everyone. Art s-should belong to the world,” he added, with a weak chuckle.
Jack Maple 