#rogeilvic

"Now this one right here, you can really see the craftsmanship.."

Neil points to a large painting, his many silver rings glittering in the harsh light of the exhibit. They stand behind a dark red rope, keeping them a safe distance from the artwork.

Roger and Vicki stand at his sides, staring at the painting silently. Vicki looks confused, like she's trying hard to see what he's seeing. She's never been an artist, but Neil has a way of making every painting have meaning, no matter how simple. It's a talent, one she knows she'll never have.

Roger, on the other hand, doesn't seem to care. He glances around the building, eyeing down all of the other attendees. He can tell he's making them nervous, but he doesn't seem to mind.

"So... it's a uh... metaphor?"

Vicki questions, tilting her head to the side.

"You could say that, yes..but you have to dig deeper. See that color? It's placed there perfectly, a show of the steady hand the artist used. No streaks, a perfect brush stroke."

"Seems like a normal line to me."

Roger says. Neil sighs, and turns his head to look at him.

"I know, Roger. But you don't know anything about art, do you?"

"I don't need to."

"Right..."

Vicki chuckles at their conversation, running her hand through her hair as she turns to look at another work, a small statue of... something. She can't seem to make it out.

"You two fight like children."

"Well at least you try Maybelline. He just stands there like a lost dog."

"She's just humoring you."

Neil just scoffs, waving a hand in Roger's face.

"Rrriiiightt."

Vicki laughs now, reaching out to push Rogers shoulder. It doesn't move him at all, but she doesn't seem to mind.

Neil had joined the relationship only a few months ago, but it hasn't been too hard to change their habits. Art galleries and film showings a few times a month, letting Neil take inspiration off of them and their operations for his films and rare paintings.

Finding a nice place for all three of them was easy, Neil’s savings from when he was a doctor coming in handy, letting him pay the first few months of rent upfront.

Vicki leans up and kisses Neil on the cheek, before saying-

"I don't understand half of what you're saying, Neil. But I am interested! Even if the works are..."

She glances at the painting in front of them.

"...interesting."

He sighs.

"I appreciate it, Vicki, I do. I just wish he-”

He gestures to Roger.

“-would show the same courtesy."

Roger rolls his eyes under his glasses, but Neil ignores him, instead giving Vicki a quick peck on the lips.

"Come on, I want to show you both this piece I was thinking about getting."

He starts to walk away, and they both follow behind him. Vicki elbows Rogers arm and whispers-

"Stop being an ass!!"

Vicki giggles, and Roger can't help but smile. He doesn't understand any of this art talk, but he's willing to do it for them, even if he can't feign interest.