"When we get back to the hotel tonight, we're totally watching some John Waters. 'Scorching to the eye' is, like, Baltimore's thing."

Duke led the way in, buying them both tickets to the full museum. The lobby was white and circular, with a long ramp running up to the main floor away from the reception desk, lined in windows looking out over the harbor. It was a bit of peace for the eyes before they got to the riot of color that made up most of the place's permanent collection.