My mother called me.
"Your man's on TV!"
"What the....? WHAT?!"
"Yeah.... on PBS. I was like, hey, that's 'Emcee's' love!"
"Well, um... oh! Is he wearing purple pants?"
"It's black and white. Something about a composer dying, though. And he looks really young."
"Oh, that! Yeah, saw that. But thanks! Go watch him for me!"
*shakes head*
A work of art is an invitation to love.