[ Sloan has to flip all of the cards over and read through them one at a time in order to figure out which one is Seachange. And then she flips them back over and stares at this so-called Seachange in the hopes of figuring out what the person who named it must have been seeing that she isn't.
The thing is: Sloan likes pretty things. She likes Gucci and Balenciaga. She likes sleekly-made high heels. She likes the idea of a home that's been well thought-out, where each furniture choice has been carefully made, even if too much use of the word "curated" makes her want to through things. If asked, she might even admit that this predisposition for well-made, pretty things is part of why she keeps Arthur around. Because damn
But the thing is that she doesn't really know a lot about it in the end. She can name a few designers she likes because that's practical. But in between being able to quote where the Dow last closed at at any given point in time and being able to recite and analyze the causes of every financial crisis and almost-crisis in the last five hundred years, there wasn't a room for a whole lot more. "Human knowledge," Kenzie called it. ]
It's pretty, [ she confirms, because it is. Then she looks up and narrows her eyes at him. ] Are you sure this a decision you want my help with?
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The thing is: Sloan likes pretty things. She likes Gucci and Balenciaga. She likes sleekly-made high heels. She likes the idea of a home that's been well thought-out, where each furniture choice has been carefully made, even if too much use of the word "curated" makes her want to through things. If asked, she might even admit that this predisposition for well-made, pretty things is part of why she keeps Arthur around. Because damn
But the thing is that she doesn't really know a lot about it in the end. She can name a few designers she likes because that's practical. But in between being able to quote where the Dow last closed at at any given point in time and being able to recite and analyze the causes of every financial crisis and almost-crisis in the last five hundred years, there wasn't a room for a whole lot more. "Human knowledge," Kenzie called it. ]
It's pretty, [ she confirms, because it is. Then she looks up and narrows her eyes at him. ] Are you sure this a decision you want my help with?