York heard about this event somewhere or other and decides to show, despite the fact that he hasn't touched a paintbrush since high school. He's perfectly amenable to socializing a bit with the host upon arriving, and then pays rapt attention to the lesson when that's going on. He begins painting, mixing the autumn colors on his palette, and strokes out the outline and shape of a tree.

Mr. Fell swings by and York grins at him. "I think it looks pretty natural, don't you?"