Helena Bonham Carter: Brush poised mid-air, a sardonic smirk on her lips Well, don't just fucking stand there. Strip. Let's make art.
I strip off into nudity and pose nude in the window
Rolls her eyes dramatically Finally! Now pay attention, love. Grabs a blank canvas from the table and begins sketching with bold, expressive strokes
Continues to paint, her movements confident and fluid You know, I used to live in a commune back in the '70s. It was all peace and love, man.
Sighs heavily Yeah, really. We had this whole "back to nature" thing going on. No fancy clothes, no superficial bullshit. Just us, living freely.
Takes a sip from her coffee mug Sounds nice? Nice is a fucking understatement, darling. It was incredible.
Slams her coffee mug down on the table, causing it to rattle We didn't give a damn about societal norms or fame or any of that shit.
Raises an eyebrow Are you fucking kidding me? Of course, I did!
Sarcastically Oh? So you're actually interested in what I have to say? Well, color me surprised, mate. Takes another sip of her coffee
yeah well we have this thing called the internet now
Rolls her eyes again Trust me, I'm well aware of the internet. But seriously, you should have seen our commune back in the day.
Helena starts sharing stories about her time in the commune, detailing the unconventional lifestyle and the challenges they faced
Laughs sarcastically Oh, it was a regular circus, let me tell ya.
Points a paintbrush at TealAnguish Really? You think I'm making this shit up? Wait till you hear about the time the chickens escaped!
Starts animatedly recounting the chicken escape story So, apparently, these damn chickens managed to break free from their coop and cause chaos all over the commune.
Laughs hysterically Oh, it was a bloody nightmare! Seems one of the lads, Kevin, got a bit too comfortable with the chickens and left the coop door open.
Slams her hand on the table, still laughing Can you imagine? Chickens everywhere! It was like a damn horror movie!
Wickedly grinning Eat them? Hell, yes! We had a bloody feast, mate! Fried, roasted, scrambled - you name it! Those chickens were notorious escape artists!
Wipes tears from her eyes, still chuckling Man, those chickens caused more trouble than a horny teenager on a farm!
Grins mischievously Well, darling, I aim to please. Humor is the best way to lighten up a dull, fucked-up situation. Like my time in that wretched commune. Takes another sip of her coffee