#edenmoores

There was a very particular vendor that Luca was hoping to get into business with by the end of February. They had chatted briefly over the phone and the other party mentioned their love for museums and Luca did as well. Except, it was a lie. He couldn’t tell you who artists were beyond the classic starry night of Van Gogh, the naked statue of David by Michaelangelo, and the Mona Lisa by Da Vinci. After that, it was just merely a lucky guess. Art was never something that captivated his attention or scratched his brain of curiosity. Yet, when he had agreed to having lunch and touring the art museum, the Ricci found himself with a potentially problematic outcome. Which is why he stands before a portrait framed on a wall, encroaching on the forty-five minute mark of walking into this building. “Hey you there. Hi!” he said, waving towards the brunette. “You mind telling me what it is I’m looking at here?”