Simon raised an eyebrow at her accent, but he didn't comment. If she didn't want to be Irish right now--not that he understood why--he wasn't going to get into it.

"I can't say I know much about art, but I like the aesthetic." He paused in front of the final painting. He knew a bit more about its story than most of the other people here, but only vaguely. Werewolves weren't his favorite, necessarily, though their condition was the closest to his. The "curse"--it was transmitted through body fluids (the bite), much like a virus. Distantly, he wondered about the epidemiology of werewolve curses.

It might be an interesting area of study.

"You looking for sales tonight or just publicity?"