How do you like the wine? asked Misha, now facing Bette across the small caf table

Its wonderful, thank you. May I pour you a glass?

Id love a glass. Are you pressed for timeshould I get started?

Im not in any hurry. Today was my first day here that I wasnt struggling with jet lag, so a relaxed approach is actually the best.

Misha pulled out the chair across from Bette and sat down. She took a long swallow from her glass, holding only the stem as she savoured the taste.

You are really new to Paris. Have you been here before?

No, this is my first visit. I start an internship at the National Museum of Modern Art next week. Im here for six months, then back to America hopefully to start my career.

Well, permit me to welcome you to Paris, Misha lifted her glass in a toast. Heres to your time here. May it be as life altering as you wish it to be.

Thank you for your hospitality, Bette responded with a smile, as they touched their glasses together and sipped the wine.

An internship at the Museum of Modern Art? That helps to explain why you recognized the quote on the wall, Misha stood with the intention of preparing something to eat.

One of those pieces of trivia that managed to stick, I guess. Bette responded, inwardly pleased with herself. What can I do to help?

Well, first of all, select some music for us to listen to, she said nodding toward the table on which a small stereo rested. And if you could set the table as I get this underway, it wont be long. Then just relax with your bread and wine.

Safe to say you were painting today before you were out wandering the streets looking for unsuspecting tourists? Bette asked as she selected a record to play

Ive been painting for two days actually. One of the reasons I need to eat.

Two days, no wonder you look tired. The statement was out there before Bette could filter her thoughts.

Thanks a lot! Im making you dinner, you could at least lie a bit. Misha laughed.

Bette decided to push her a little, having endured some teasing herself.

Admittedly, you clean up well, but nothing like actual sleep to rejuvenate the soul. Dont worry, once were both fed, Ill let you get to bed and be on my way back to the hotel. Bette was setting the table as she spoke.

You dont want to stay and paint with me?

I wasnt aware the offer had been made.

Lets see what you feel like doing after dinner. Misha turned back to the counter top. And speaking of dinner, it is about to be served.