"I think I actually met him before. Maybe. I think the name on his bag was Combeferre, at least, and he had glasses." James waves his hand vaguely. "That was when I was sick in the painting class, R."

Wasn't R barely there at the time? He remembers the guy got some notes for assignments and some guy broke the world's most ugliest vase? "That was when the acanthus monstrosity vase got broken, I think, when you had someone take stuff down for me."

He tries a smile at Enjolras. He must be pretty boring, talking about some art class, right? "Do I need to get going? I was just planning on buying some bread or some flour for tonight, and then I could get home - I won't be alone? I could call R, or there's my cousin. He's in town. And Tom, if he's staying a while."