Xavier snapped back to the present, ignoring Ruby’s comment. “Ruby, go do some snooping for me. What’s the deal between Josefina and Oliver? Think she can put in a good word with him?”
“Sure thing, Xavier. I’m on it. Anything to help you out, I’m game.” Ruby glanced back at Xavier with each step, and her eyes were brimming with adoration, as if she was marching to the gallows.
Meanwhile, Josefina was oblivious to the scene between Ruby and Xavier, engrossed in conversation with Calix.
“Josie, didn’t expect to see you here. Are you also a fan of Mr. Walter? Love his paintings?”
Josefina hesitated, “I...”
“Josie, no need to be shy. I know you must be into his work. Given your taste, you must also be into Gideon’s paintings, right?”
With a touch of embarrassment, Josefina admitted, “Yes, I like them.” Well, she was Gideon, so how could she not like her own work?
Seeing her enthusiasm, Calix chimed in, “Since you’re such a fan, I’ll snap up a few extra pieces for you. I’m quite fond of Gideon’s work.”
“That’s really not necessary,” Josefina said, grabbing Calix’s arm.
“I’ve got plenty of their pieces already, so no need for more. If you like them, I’ll send you a few.”
Calix was dumbstruck.
Josefina was confused. What was behind Calix’s expression?
Clutching Josefina’s hand, Calix burst out, “Josie, I can’t believe how good you are to me, always thinking of me. You’ve made me so happy!”
Josefina was perplexed. She was just offering Calix a gift, and he was over the moon? Was Calix a budding comedian?
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