“The art guy.” He said with a chuckle and a shake of his head. “I guess there’s worse things that a guy could be remembered for.” Steve shook his head a little at that, quite amused by things. “Still doing art actually.” He said as he shook the bag he was carrying, and some of the supplies clanked together.
“Working on my MBA actually. Should have a teaching credential for it soon, I hope.” He said as he watched her reaction. She didn’t seem happy, but he didn’t have the first clue why. He just settled on a bad day and the bike messenger being the last straw. “Not doing much with mine yet either. Working as a bartender, actually, which is as far from an art degree as one can get.”