”“Very efficient. Yes, I’ve taught a number of things. Pretty much everything flat from van Eyck to Ryder. Western Europe, the US. But no sculpt...re or architecture.”“Etchings, drawings, watercolours, oils. On paper, parchment, cloth, canvas, wood panels. Frescoes, too?”“Clever. Yes. They’re flat, though it’s hard to know where some things fit.”“All taxonomies are that way. Mammals and fish get re-classified all the time. Are the early Netherlandish artists late mediaeval?”“Tough question. I had. We moved around so gracefully and with such harmonization one would think we were made for each other. ‘I have to ask..’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Why me?’ ‘Heh, right, that.’ I waited for him to continue, I looked into his eyes, the beautiful eyes held mine, it almost felt like a trance. ‘I have been watching you for months, I first saw you at the university campus. We didn’t share any classes, but one time I was sitting coming out of a building and you were there. You were sitting under a tree, books sliding. "You're the smart one. You need..." Me? You're older than I am. Surely you can come up with something. And who says I'm smarter than you, anyway?" Well, you're the pilot. I'm just the flight attendant," Jill argued."Bullshit. And besides, you're working toward your license. You'll be one before you know it." So ... are we going to stand here all day and quibble?"Kathy sighed and leaned back against the wall to think. "Well, Diana says that she usually sticks a titty in Jeff's mouth if he tries. I got up and looked through the peephole. It was a pizza delivery man, guy, boy, whatever. I opened the door and let him in. Diane was right behind me. She leaned against my kitchen counter which was right next to my door."Pay him and ask him what a good tip would be."I got my purse and gave him a twenty and stood while he counted out change for me."What would be a good tip?" Oh, fifteen percent would be about 4 dollars." She can do better than that. Give him the 4 dollars and take off your.