John watched as Elara effortlessly curated a beautiful glass of wine and served it to him. Past and present clashed, and the glass in his hand shattered into pieces, mixing with the vibrant colors of the drink into a colorful sight.
"I'm sorry," he apologized, "I'll have another."
Elara nodded silently. Her bright smile dimmed and the cheerfulness of the surroundings was snuffed out.
John watched while drinking as she cleaned up the mess and couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything you are not good at?"
Elara, holding a packer filled with pieces of glass blinked, "How so?"
"Writing, coding, chess, teakwondo…."
"You did your assignment huh?" she cut him off lightly.
"I guess I had a lot of time on my hands, and I'm a fast learner, so everything just worked out."
She picked up the mob, "Besides, I mostly dabbled in them except writing."
