George suddenly remembered. "Can you do calligraphy?"
Isabelle, spinning the new pen in her hand, paused when she heard George's question. "I'm not that good, but I learned before. I never mastered that skill, otherwise, I could charge thousands for a word."
George chuckled, "Charge thousands for a word?"
Raising an eyebrow at him, Isabelle teased, "Need me to write something for you?"
George immediately pulled out his wallet and pushed it towards Isabelle. "Yes, please..."
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