The man who appeared beside her, wearing a mustard-colored wool vest and a Harris Tweed jacket, was the director of the museum's bookstore. A friend, whose conversation Caydance looked forward to every time she entered the doors of the otherwise austere University Art Museum.
"Cayda, Look! There he is down there below us sporting his Super BowlXVIII ring and chatting up Larry. Too bad he's not gay. Too bad he's not your type."
"Hi Doug. Nice jacket"
"Just emerged to say hello. Gotta get back to the store."