“How do you know so much about art?” “Why? Do I not seem like the type of person who can appreciate high culture?” He snatched the same tomato off my plate and ate it with a wink. “I’m serious.” He nodded toward my plate. “Take a bite of salad, and I’ll answer.” Spearing a single leafy green with the prongs of my fork, I raised it to my mouth and ate it with a flourish and a cheeky smile. “Cheater.” “You didn’t say how big of a bite. Now answer my question.”
