“I guess you could describe her voice as ‘musical’,” Dave said.
“Definitely,” Eric said, nodding his head. “Definitely musical.”
“Maybe she’s a singer,” Mike joked.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if she is,” Dave said. “She can dance, too, and she can play the piano and the violin.”
“Not to mention the cello,” Eric added.
“That’s interesting,” Mike said, lifting the beer to his mouth. “So she’s a musician?”
“Yes. She’s also a bibliophile,” Dave said.
“A what?” Mike asked.
“You know, a bookworm. A lover of books,” Dave said.
“That’s right,” Eric said.
“Have you been to her apartment, Eric?” Dave asked.
“No, I haven’t,” Eric replied. “Have you?”
“Yes, and it’s quite amazing,” Dave said. “She took me there once. I was with her brother. We happen to be friends. The first thing you will see the moment you open her door are books, and the first thing you will smell is the scent of paper.”
“That explains why she has this pleasant vanilla scent about her,” Eric said.
“Have you noticed it, too?” Dave said, smiling. Mike looked at both men.
“Her apartment is completely flooded with books,” Dave continued. “She has stacks of books on the floor lining her hallway; she has books leaning against every wall; she has books crammed inside bookcases in her living room; she has books in the kitchen and on bureaus and cupboards; and she has books and magazines in her bathroom. I’m sure she has more books in her bedroom. She probably has books inside her closet, too. I wonder if she has space left for her bed and dresser. There’s hardly space for her other furniture.”
“So she’s a… what?” Mike said.
“An intellectual. But she looks more like a model than an intellectual. In fact, she sometimes does modelling,” Dave said.
“So she’s a model, too?” Mike said.
“Yes, in her spare time,” Dave said. “She also writes.”
“Writes what?” Mike said.
“Essays, mostly. But sometimes also stories,” Dave said. “Have I mentioned that she can also draw?”
“No,” replied Mike.
“Well, she can. She can also paint and sculpt.”
“She’s an artist, as well? What can she not do?” Mike said.
“Nothing, as far as I am aware: She runs, swims, bikes, climbs, travels, speaks several languages, you name it,” Dave said.
“Just wait till you hear her speak. She’s a very good conversationalist. She’s never a bore,” Eric said. “She knows more about metaphysics, logic, and literature than other women know about clothes, celebrities, and gossip.”
“She’ll be here any minute now,” Dave said.
Mike shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He glanced at his watch and gazed across the room. Most of the tables were occupied.
“Have I mentioned that she’s also studying medicine?” Dave asked.