Entering the building Reyna shook the rain from her hair, smiling as she spotted Joel nearby. “If you have plans on heading out today I would think twice about it,” She said in warning. “I hope we get some snow soon rather this rain. It was worth it, though.” Reyna continued, pulling a comic book out from her bag. “I know you hate comics, and not all of them are my cup tea, but you should try reading these. They’re great.” Reyna wasn’t necessarily a comic book fan, she preferred reading novels. However, she could appreciate the written word in any form and there was a certain comic book artist’s work she’d rather fallen in love with and it was one of their comics she had in her hand.  

Tell me, pet, what kind of art do you make?