Re: Phonecall: Oliver K/Art C
[The horrified tone is worrying.] I... [There is some clatter and shuffle, an early morning routine of pacing that sends cups of tinted water and brushes scattering messily over hardwood.] I-- you've answered my question, thank you! [And for anyone who knows Oliver, that thank you would be most suspect of all. It might as well have been on the endangered species list, but he spoke it so pleasantly before hastily hanging up.]