“I call it superstitions,” Margot said. “What do you think?”
Carrie eyed the canvas thoughtfully. “I’ve never been able to grasp the prevalence of superstition in societies. Although it is interesting to note the origins, from which many of them arise. For instance…”
Luke smiled. ” I think she means what do you think about the painting. I love it, Margot.”
“Do you really like it?” Margot asked hopefully.
“Aesthetically, it is quite pleasing,” Carrie agreed. “The juxtaposition of elements is actually quite evocative.”
“I think that means she likes it,” Luke said, just before tripping over his own shoelaces.