Eve nodded and held her own glass, mimicking Graham's move. "I didn't know that, that's very interesting." She said, smiling.
Eve smirked, with the same amount of teasing as Graham's own facial expression had showed. "I wasn't aware of my charm." She lied. "I don't have a defined profession just yet. But I can tell you, it will undoubtedly have to do with visual arts."
If she was honest, she knew living off painting would be hard, and that she would probably have to take on a designer job. But she was sure she could do both, and if she was lucky and good enough, she could eventually just paint. Hopefully.