"So you let it flow. Money sometimes aids the process, but it can just as easily hinder it." He shrugged - finding, with a start, that he was actually enjoying himself.
A flash of a smile, and he murmured: "You'll hate how I take my tea, but I most certainly agree." He cracked his neck, running a light hand over it and then taking the lead as they slipped out of the art gallery. "I think the guards would have a heart attack if that happened." He shrugged. "I think it is simply because there isn't really a focus on it in schools now. I was ridiculed for taking Art History classes when I did."