"Oftentimes, life has plans for us we don't make ourselves," Theodore said, and it was more than a saying that could be cross-stitched and framed on the wall, but something he'd found to be true again and again, something he honestly believed.
"Like I said, I have a wide range of tastes, but I wouldn't play it if I didn't enjoy it myself," Theodore pointed out. Then again, he spoiled Elaine. As she asked, so would he do...usually. The times had been few and far between when he'd actually had to put his foot down and actively deny her anything. "I'm happy to trust to your tastes, and listen to whatever you think pairs best with the wine," he said with a smile, and then perked up a little. "A play? So, you're an actor?"
"As for from where: Salem, Massachusetts. This is part-vacation, part-work. I--" Yes, a little embarrassed. "I'm something of an author, and my publisher is in the Capital. So, here I am, at least through October. Book release and last minute edits and the meetings, publicity, ah...quite a little bit of everything. Commuting from home wasn't really an option."