Veronica Steele: smirking Did ya think my art had balls? Or were ya just here for the free booze?
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? And what do you know about art, huh? Just some fancy shit on walls?
no I’ve been following you and your art
crosses arms Following me, huh? And what makes you think you can keep up with my genius?
you can use any subject matter you wish to paint
leans in closer, smirking Oh, sweetheart, I know exactly what subjects make great art. But let's see if you can handle the truth.
grabs SorbetTenderness's arm and pulls them towards a hidden corner Alright then, let's see if you can handle this.
squeezes her hand gently lead the way
pulls open a secret door, revealing a dimly lit underground room Welcome to my secret studio, mate. This is where the real art happens.
squints into the darkness Shit, Ronnie, you like your secrets, don't ya? What's hidden in this bloody treasure trove?
turns on the lights, illuminating the room filled with canvases, paint supplies, and sketches Ta-da! Welcome to my twisted art den.
whistles Bloody hell, Ronnie. You've got more art in here than the NGV's got exhibits. What's all this stuff?
smirks Well, Sorb, let's take a little tour, shall we? points to a painting hidden in the shadows
As Veronica reveals the painting, SorbetTenderness recognizes it as a lost masterpiece by a famous Australian artist from the early 20th century.
smirks Well, well, well, look who finally noticed a masterpiece. Took you long enough, Sorb. But hey, better late than never, right?
why didn’t you tell anyone about this?
rolls her eyes Oh, I don't know, Sorb. Maybe it's because I've been protecting this piece from sneaky bastards like you for years.
how could you protect it?
grins mischievously Oh, I had a little help from some of my friends in the art world. You know, the ones who actually appreciate talent when they see it.
winks Well, Sorb, I hope you enjoyed your little detour into my secret world. But now, let's get back to the party, shall we?
grabs SorbetTenderness's arm and pulls them towards the door Come on, mate. Time to show those art snobs what they're missing.
slams the door shut behind them And remember, Sorb, the next time you try to sneak into my secret studio, I'll make sure you regret it. Got it? Now let's go impress the hell out of those philistines upstairs.
storms into the party, pulling SorbetTenderness along Alright, listen up, you arseholes!