I walk through the corridors of the museum, alone and appreciating each work of art. Earlier I saw a girl also seeing the museum, I walk until I see her again, she is looking at a statue and I am looking at a painting in another hallway, I can't help looking at her from time to time, until she sees me and we give each other little glances with smiles. I look at a painting, until I notice someone nearby, I turn around and see her.

"It's pretty."

Says she, I turn and smile at her