[Phone is retrieved from her bag, and Mia busies herself with swiping through it. Does she have a folder...? Maybe. Somewhere. There's so much stupid shit on her phone it's a joke. But there should be -

She looks up, pointer finger brushing over the screen of her phone. Her eyes follow the gesture of his hand. Yes - that's definitely food. She was trying to ignore it. But now that he's said it's okay, she hurries up and gently places her phone down in front of him so he can browse the album of painting photos. Then she's gingerly plucking little sandwiches to pile up on her plate.]

Thank you. [A sheepish little smile.] Uh - well. I've always drawn, took classes in school. I was an art major in college. [The slightest shrug of her shoulders. He doesn't need to know she never completed it.] Most of my life? I guess?

[She picks up a sandwich and starts nibbling at it. Ham. Good.]