"This might shock you, but I studied art history in uni."

The crooked grin is back, and Benedict ducks his head, feeling a bit foolish about it. He keeps thinking he might go back to get his masters, and then maybe he can also get a job, but he's aware that now he's not only a rich boy who can't cook. He's a rich boy who can't cook who had the luxury of studying something frivolous in school.

"It makes me a very good filler on a pub trivia team."