"Is that actually a drinking fountain, or is it a sculpture?" I ask the cute chick with the black-rimmed glasses.
"Your schtick is tired," she glares.
"Schtick?"
"The whole go to a gallery opening just to pick up women with your ironic commentary."
I stare.
"This guy could be important. Shut up, just look at these honestly, try to learn."
"Hate to break it to you, but, I actually just make these as a way to pick up women."
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