It was Vine Square, sunlit, with pigeons and the angel statue, the slant of shadows suggesting that it wasn't long after dawn.
"Oh that's just perfect," Charlie said. "That's going straight up in my studio - as soon as the guest have gone. Oh - my God! This means I have three Roths! I'm so lucky!"
He snuffled and Nick, chuckling, took the painting out of the way as Charlie pounced on Seth and cuddled him.