<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">His eyes were still glued to the painting, barely even registering that anyone was talking to him for a moment. He took his eyes away from the painting after a moment, turning to look at the woman who was talking to him. She was actually a good friend, he practically lived here. This place was like a second home to him, so naturally he got to know the owner very well which meant he got to borrow any painting he wanted. It was nice actually. "Ahh, there you are. I was wondering where you were hiding," he said with a faint smile. "Would you really let me borrow this?" he asked curiously, looking back at the painting. Ari would love to borrow this painting. He would never try to recreate it, but he would definitely love to paint this woman again. She was gorgeous. Ari looked back at her, quirking an eyebrow.</span></div>