Calliope nodded “Oh, I know that. But you need to see it with your “art eye”, if you know what I mean. Or to see it with some other eye, but something personal, that you can put in your painting.” Chéri specified. Chéri smiled and nodded “Why not. I don’t know if dance is something that applies here. Also, I was told that the English are more bigoted than the French, can you imagine how they would feel about ballet?” Chéri shook their head.

Calliope squinted “You… need my approval for the painting?” The concept felt like a novelty. “But sure, it is a few hours, though, I need to prepare for that. And I will need to get myself some clothes.” Which he probably would have to order from York or even further away.