Scene: Elementary school cafeteria on "Parents Come for Thanksgiving Luncheon" Day
Jose: Hey, J's mom. What do you do for work?
Me: I don't work really. I volunteer and I am an artist.
Jose, perking up: Oh! My brother is an artist, too.
Me, perking up: That's really neat. What does he do? Draw? Paint?
Jose, quietly and shyly but very proudly: Just between me and you... (slowing nodding toward ex) and you, he paints graffiti.
Me, both shocked and losing it: I am sorry for laughing. I think that is cool.
Jose: Yeah, one time he made a realistic rose. That was my favorite.