The York Gallery, Sunday afternoon

[magdaofslovenia]

The Gallery wasn't re-opened for business yet, though the door was open. Sophie was rather delighted with her purchase, but she needed to go over the books first before she decided if any changes needed to be made-- aside from the name, of course. Charlotte wasn't even Charlotte York any more, but Charlotte Cooper; so the gallery would need a

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[furious_maximus]

Max hadn't had any plans to stop by the gallery. Charlotte had seemed nice enough, but not really interested in him, and he could take a hint.

But then he thought he spotted a familiar flash of dark hair and his feet were carrying him that way before he really took notice. Considering he didn't have anything else going on, that was okay with him.

[magdaofslovenia]

Sophie was considering exhibitions when she heard someone walk in, then smiled. "Max! Hello. And welcome to my latest acquisition."

[furious_maximus]

"Acquisition?" Max asked. Too bad he didn't know about her other career. Then he could ask if it had been a legal one.

"No longer satisfied with the exciting world of education?"

And if he looked pleased to find someone he rather liked in the gallery. Well... that's because Max was pleased and rarely bothered trying to hide his emotions.

[magdaofslovenia]

"The last owner just got married and is moving to New York. I'd like to stay on the island, but... Well." She shrugged, looking not at all resigned. "I've enjoyed teaching, and another course teaching drama would be lovely, but I don't know that I'm up to the rigors of fourteen weeks." Short-term commitments were much better. "And this is what I enjoy." She smiled at him, and toasted him with her iced-tea glass. "Care for some?"

[irulan_atreides]

Irulan stopped by the gallery, Charlotte told her about the gallery changing hands and she was curious about the new owner.

[magdaofslovenia]

Sophie looked up from her perusal of the books and smiled. "I'm afraid we're not open for customers, but you're welcome to look around."

[irulan_atreides]

"You must be Sophie," Irulan said with a smile, "Charlotte told me about you."

Or rather to whom she sold the gallery to.

[magdaofslovenia]

"Hello, yes, I am." Sophie got to her feet, smile widening. "I may have seen you at the wedding yesterday, but I'm afraid I didn't stay for long. Sophie Devereaux," she added, holding out her hand, wondering if the woman was a prospective customer.