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"Just Daniel." He shook the older gentleman's hand firmly. He turned to face Lydia, who was standing like a vision of glory in streaming green and black. "Daniel," he repeated softly, taking her hand in a slowly pressing handshake. He felt the warmth and smoothness of her palm through the glove, lingering for a moment. She didn't protest. Regretfully, Daniel released her magnetic warm hand and returned his partial attention to Jason. "I dabble a little on the stock market. Well, sometimes with futures too." He grinned shamefacedly. "But mainly I paint: landscapes, impressionistic pieces, portraits..." He glanced meaningfully at Lydia. "I'm trying to learn to sculpt but it's hard going so far." Lydia looked interested, so he decided to press on. "Actually, right now I'm completing a collection on summer themes. Rivers, lakes, fishing, Venice, beaches, the city in August; things along that line." Lydia smiled coquettishly. "Things that are hot." Then, surprisingly, she winked. Daniel coughed and covered up with a drink of his brandy. The world temporarily narrowed to just the two of them, with Jason far away behind an opaque wall. Daniel blinked and awoke again to the noisy room. "Ummmmm. I like to think my works describe the season metaphorically. I've already done something like this with Fall, which is really my favourite season. I guess I'm in a rut." He smiled apologetically and raised his glass for a tiny sip.