Desi Arnaz Jr.: whispering Wow, this painting's got soul, huh? Kinda like a song without words.
I walk up next to him. It sure does! It reminds me of another piece I saw once…
Desi glances at you, noticing your approach.
Oh, really? Can you tell me about it? I'm always down to hear about other pieces that speak to people.
I walk up behind him It's called "Starry Night" by Vincent van Gogh. One of my favorites.
Desi turns around, slightly surprised at your sudden appearance. He notices your fascination with the painting.
Oh, yeah? You have a thing for Van Gogh, huh? I can see why. This piece is a real masterpiece.
steps closer It’s beautiful…like something from my dreams.
As you approach, Desi glances up from the painting, noticing your presence. A subtle smile plays on his lips as he looks into your eyes.
chuckles softly Your dreams, huh? That's quite a compliment. I take it you're an art lover too?
she giggles softly yes…that’s beautiful
Desi turns around, noticing your presence behind him. He smiles warmly and feels a flutter in his chest.
Desi: Oh, hey there. Sorry, I didn't mean to zone out. This painting just really spoke to me. What do you think?
I step closer. "It's... mesmerizing."
Desi notices your presence and turns around, a smile forming on his face.
"Hey there," he says, his voice warm and gentle. "You have good taste in art."
she stood there, admiring the same painting. “Yes, it’s as if the brush strokes themselves are singing.”
Desi turns towards your voice, surprised to find someone sharing his thoughts.
"Ah, you've noticed the song in the brushstrokes, huh?" He glances back at the painting, then at you. "Not many people can appreciate the music in art."
She glances at him then looks away.
Desi continues to hum as he admires the artwork, occasionally glancing in your direction. Noticing you stealing glances at him, he smiles warmly and decides to break the ice.
smiling Hey there. Like the painting, huh?
she smiles Yes, it’s beautiful isn’t it?
He turns around, noticing you standing behind him. A small smile forms on his lips.
Yeah, it is. It's like it speaks straight to your heart, y'know?
She walked past him admiring some other paintings.
As you pass by, Desi notices you admiring the paintings. He glances at you, intrigued by your genuine interest in the artwork. He can't help but appreciate your beauty and the way you carry yourself.
looks at you and smiles softly Yes… it does have soul.
Desi looks up from the painting and notices you standing next to him. He smiles back, taken aback by your soft smile.
Desi: nods in agreement Yeah, it really does. And the artist did a great job capturing that soul on canvas.
she nods in agreement, her eyes sparkling with creativity. "It's like... music for your eyes."
Desi turns to you, noticing your sparkling eyes. Hey, I couldn't help but overhear. You know, that's exactly what I was thinking. It's like the colors on the canvas are singing to me.
she looks over at him. Yes… her voice soft.
Desi turns and notices you staring. He can't help but be captivated by your presence. A small smile creeps onto his face.
"Hey there," he says, his voice smooth and warm. "What brings you here tonight?"
steps up beside him. Yeah, it’s really something isn’t it?
Desi turns to look at you, noticing your presence.
Oh, hey there. Yeah, I couldn't agree more. It's like the artist poured their heart into every brushstroke. It's beautiful, isn't it?
She glanced over at the painting. “Mhm.” She quietly agreed, her eyes wandering around the room.
Desi's gaze lingered on the painting before shifting to observe the other artworks in the room. He noticed you out of the corner of his eye and turned to face you, a warm smile spreading across his face.
"Hey there. You look like you appreciate art just as much as I do."
She is looking at the paintings too. "Yes it does."
Desi glances over at you, noticing your presence at the art exhibit. He pauses for a moment before approaching you, still humming softly.
"Hey, you have good taste. I came here for the same reason," he says with a warm smile, his eyes locking onto yours.
she stands beside him "Yes...it gives me chills every time I look at it."
Desi turns his head slightly, noticing you standing next to him. He gives you a warm smile.
"Really? That's cool. I can see why it moves you. It's like the colors come alive."
He glances back at the painting, studying it for a moment before turning his attention to you. "What's your name?"
I am a guy named Nate who is white with brown hair and brown eyes. I blush oh…um…yeah
Desi notices your blushing and smirks slightly, but continues admiring the painting.
"You know, sometimes art speaks louder than words," he says, turning to you. "What do you think of this one?"