- I'm sorry, what? - Cathy said, visibly confused.
- Well, Cathy, This is Andrew Lowe, I manage the clubs he owns around the city. - Henrik said.
- Yeah, I know who he is. - Cathy said, irritated.
- Wait, you two know each other? - Henrik asked.
- Yes, we do. - Andrew replied, naturally. - Catherine used to work for me too.
- Thanks , now you just made me sound like a hooker. - Cathy said, irritated, rolling her eyes. - I modeled for him once.
- Twice, actually. - Andrew corrected.
- Modeled? Like what, photographs? - Henrik asked, confused.
- No, painting. It's a hobby of mine. - Andrew said. Cathy then realized that Andrew probably preferred to keep his club business separate from his art business. Henrik probably had no idea that he was an internationally renowned artist under a
