Surrounded by oversized art installations, Hannah was yelling at me. "You're so full of s**t!" She shook her head, laughing loudly. She finally caught on to the game I was playing. I feigned confusion, but I couldn't help but laugh along with her. "I can't believe I thought you were being serious!"
"Hey, Leonardo Da Vinci and Vincent Van Gogh could've really been BFFs, we'll never know for sure!" I defended myself. I dodged the brochure she tried to swat me with. We were standing in front of blown-up replicas of 'The Mona Lisa' and 'The Starry Night.'
By the entrance to the pop-up mixed art exhibit we were in, there were audio tour headsets available. I'd dissuaded Hannah from picking one up by telling her that I was well-versed in the world of art. It may have been a lie, but it was a t
