Touring

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Iris's P.O.V.

      I led the two blondes to the beginning of the gallery, my heels clicking against the polished marble floor all the while. As we went through the gallery, Roxy stared at each piece of art with wide, sparkly eyes that were filled with an incredible amount of adoration. I smiled at that, it's always nice to find someone who is just as passionate about art as I am. Then I noticed Dirk, who was staring at each painting without a noticeable expression. I frowned. I couldn't tell if he was into this or not, jeez how can one person be so hard to read. It should be against the law to be that poker faced all the time. Oh well. I guess there's no way that I can really make him like the gallery and the pieces that it had to offer.

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