"So perfect, this is one of my favorite paintings," he admitted to her, unable to stop that ridiculous grin from taking over his features. It was beautiful, he knew exactly where it would go too.
Her gushing had him sitting a bit prouder, she loved his as well. "I'm so glad," he said, moving to set his wand down then. "Should we take it there now? Make room for the next round of pumpkins?" he asked curiously, wanting to see this art loft. He knew there was a chance she might not want to share her inner sanctum, but he was hoping to get to see it. She was so talented, he couldn't even begin to imagine what she had there.