by Narrator » Sun Aug 02, 2020 11:23 pm
The interior of the old, eighteenth century building is decorated in part like a kitschy English house and part minimalist white walls. Whichever emphasizes the art best, be it Modern British, Contemporary Fine Art, European masters. There is little for Leo to get self-conscious about, to be honest. It isn't all that fancy.
However, the clerk waiting to collect the entry charge is quite obviously unsure of the hulking chimera entering behind Ainsley.
"I... yes, welcome to Haylett's Gallery. That'll be five pounds each," she says after fully waking from her boredom. Odd as things are for the young woman, at least this is something.