Kyle shows up in a black suit, a pink shirt and a red silk tie that definitely suited his temperament. He didn't go to art shows very often, but since he had heard that the theme was apparently mortality.. Well, he couldn't really let a chance like that go now could he?
The art was very... well, morbid was a fitting word. There also were just a little to many S&M overtones (albeit extremely subtle ones) than he was strictly comfortable with, but he put that off as a part and parcel of the whole mortality aspect. He was a firm believer that art was a very personal thing, and while he may not be able to fully appreciate the subject matter any more, it obviously meant a great deal to the artist. Bravo indeed. Necessary viewing gotten over with, Kyle starts to look for any attractive, unattached people to pick at. There were a bunch of them all over the room. Eeny, meeny, miny, m-oh my god tiny sandwiches.
Kyle starts following a server carrying a tray of Hors d'Ĺ“uvres around.
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