“I’d like to talk to you about something,” he said.
“Go ahead, because I want to ask you something too,” he said.
“Do you have any ideas about our next exhibition?” he asked.
“Why do you care enough to come up and ask me about my ideas about our next exhibition?” he asked.
“Well, because I have a suggestion, maybe only a suggestion about a direction we could go in or a suggestion about a specific artist, depending on what you are looking for to fit in the puzzle of your thoughts this time,” he said and held his breath.
“I guess I could hear a suggestion about whatever it turns out to be,” he said and held his breath.
“You do remember the painting that had orchids in its top half appearing as though they were in the rear of the visual field and the detailed, almost photographic, details of the slope that were positioned in the front? The artist, Bella Kuadramov, is quite talented and only two days ago released a new collection of works,” he repeatedly slid one nail under the other to remove any dirt that might have positioned itself in such a hiding place.
“I’m not sure I’ve heard of her. I mean, I might have, I am not completely denying it because there’s no way to know if I didn’t meet her at one of Darryl’s parties, and if I say I don’t know her, people who’ve seen us talk will start calling me a liar, which is partially true but not entirely because I simply wouldn’t remember meeting her. But that never proves I don’t know her, so I can’t be sure, is what I was trying to say,” he repeatedly slid one nail under the other to remove any dirt that might have positioned itself in such a hiding place.
“So would you please consider offering a hearing?” he asked, his eyebrows high up on his forehead.
“Myself? Why would I spend time on her myself?” he asked, his eyebrows high up on his forehead.
“As you wish, of course, I simply thought that that was the custom, as you have offered hearings to all the artists I’ve seen featured in our exhibitions. But it is entirely your choice how you believe this will go most efficiently,” he said, his voice growing quieter.
“I’ve been much busier than usual recently, I expected you to notice! Well, that doesn’t matter, Matt can hear her through and decide what to do. I don’t have to do it, and it makes no difference whether I know her or not,” he said, his voice growing quieter.
“Thank you, sir! I will set up the hearing right away!” He was beaming.
“Of course. I wish the girl luck,” he was beaming. “Although it is unlikely that I know her.”
And I talked to Matt already, so Bella’s got her stuff in the exhibition this time. This went so well, he smirked with his moustache.
I didn’t even have to say I know her to get her stuff in the exhibition, he smirked with his moustache.
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