Stay: Hanging Day

I walk into the "Stay" gallery and he's putting away his brushes and pigments. "I see you've hung the one from last time." 

"It fits, doesn't it?" 

"Yes!"

"How do you like my new one?"

I walk over to where it's dry on the easel, waiting to be hung. It has all my favorite colors. I could have painted it myself. 

"May I help you hang it?"

"Certainly."