Just for practice? Well Serafina didn't know too many artists, so she would have to take him at his word. If that was 'just practice', painting must be a really intense hobby. She wondered idly if the subject was imaginary or if it was based on a real place.
"Sure, lets go." She responded, adjusting her bag. "Thanks again for showing me the way." She couldn't say she was used to asking strangers for help, but this was a new place. A fresh start warranted some uncharacteristic behavior, right? Either way, he didn't know her, so what did it matter, right?
She scooted out the door at his gesture, taking a few steps backwards to get out of his way. "Allan," she repeated. "I'm Serafina." She stuck out her hand. Handshakes are normal right? "It's nice to meet you."
"Sure, lets go." She responded, adjusting her bag. "Thanks again for showing me the way." She couldn't say she was used to asking strangers for help, but this was a new place. A fresh start warranted some uncharacteristic behavior, right? Either way, he didn't know her, so what did it matter, right?
She scooted out the door at his gesture, taking a few steps backwards to get out of his way. "Allan," she repeated. "I'm Serafina." She stuck out her hand. Handshakes are normal right? "It's nice to meet you."