Continued from here.
Juan escorted Hildegarde back to his studio in the Communal Hunting Grounds. Unlocking and opening the door, he bowed and gestured for her to enter. "Ladies first."
The Toreador's studio was a studio apartment. TV, couch, coffee table. The usual amenities.
In the center of the room however, was a tan tarp. Upon it, a canvas stand with a blank canvas. A large lamp with a protractable arm.
"Welcome to my studio," he proudly announced.