Other than holding the same foot-in-the-door job an unusual number of years, Loggan has not led an unusual life. Those who’ve worked alongside him for decades can’t tell you much about him.

“I loved the table, but I also loved the back story and the history this piece of furniture had to tell,” she said. “I share it with everyone who visits.” And so it goes.

Later, at the same table, a giant cloche lifted, revealing a man, nearly naked and painted blue, on a dinner plate surrounded by fruit. He broke into a song as, behind him, the drag queens danced.