Closed Not Too Late?

[Casper Kinnek]

Cas chuckled. "Of course, I will." He traced circles into her shoulder with his thumb. "I love you too, mom," He pressed a kiss to her hair. "Do you want me to show you around to the rest of the gallery?" He asked. "There should still be some champagne. I could ask a waiter to fetch you a glass, we could walk around a bit more?" He suggested.

 

[Martine Kinnek]

Martine nodded eagerly, "Very much so," she wanted to see everything, to marvel at each painting in turn and appreciate the talent that her son had. She shrugged a little at the champagne, "I don't need any," she assured him. Not requiring him or anyone to go out of their way to be able to get her a drink, she didn't need one for if they were walking around. "But if you want some," she then added, thinking perhaps he would want some champagne, and she wasn't going to stop him. ​