Clark's visit

[fanofthebigblue]

[Tim paces nervously, straighten and re-straightening things as he waits for Clark to arrive.]

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[small_town_man]

[Clark knocks on the front door and then tries not to peek through it while he waits. He keeps fiddling with his tie.]

[fanofthebigblue]

[Tim races to the door but pauses, trying to slow down his heart before opening it.] You came. [His face lights up with a smile.] I'm so glad!

[small_town_man]

[Clark feels his own heart beating faster at the sound of Tim's. He has a flat box in his hand, a bit less than a foot square, and he's beaming.] Of course I came! You invited me. It's good to see you, Tim.

[fanofthebigblue]

Sorry, of course you did. I just... [He blushes.] I'm sorry. Clearly I've been over-thinking things again. Please, come in. [He holds the door open for Clark, welcoming him into the foyer of the gallery. The space is large and semi-industrial, the walls and the floor made of polished concrete.] This is the gallery. I'm sorry Tim couldn't be here to meet you. He's out of the Hub at the moment. [He eyes the box but carefully doesn't ask.]