Only three of us were left in class when it began to turn dark outside at five. I'd gotten carried away copying an Ingres. K was gamely copying a Caravaggio, and L was painting Teacher's arrangement of three dragon fruits, and a rice wine jar. L complained over lunch today that the prawns in his noodles were too small and he had no pork ribs. I gave him all of mine. plus the fishballs, as I just didn't feel hungry.