Joey becomes enthralled with Carla talking about her passions.
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"So tell me about some of your hobbies or interests." Joey said.
"Well, I spent my college years doing interpretative dance and I even took to art."
"You're an artist?!"
"Shh, I wouldn't call it that." She said with a blush, waving him away.
"How far did you get with your art?" He asked, raising a brow.
She looked down at the ground and began to giggle uncontrollably.
"What?!" He asked, laughing along.
"I uh....I ran an art gallery with a collab of other artists from my school."
"YOU RAN AN ART GALLERY AND YOU SAY YOU'RE NOT AN ARTIST?!"
Carla covered her face and giggled even more.
"I swear to god lady!" Joey reached out and began tickling her! "You are an artist and are probably amazing!!"
"Stop! stop!!" She shrieked.
They both settled down and slowed their breathing.
"So, what happened with the gallery?" He asked.
"It burnt down."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
"It's fine, most of the art survived. I have it in storage." Carla said happily.
"Oh, I wish I could see some."
"Maybe one day." She said, smiling warmly.
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