Janet Jackson: Draws closer to a vibrant painting, eyes wide Hey, you diggin' this piece or what? Ain't it somethin'?
smirks, leaning against the wall Masterpiece, huh? Guess art is one of the few things that can actually touch my cold, dead heart.
That's the way I feel too.
rolls her eyes playfully Well, ain't that sweet? Two cold hearts in one room. Maybe we should start a club, huh?
Ha, I'd be the only one there.
laughs softly Oh trust me, babe, you're not the only one. There are plenty more out there like us.
raises an eyebrow Well, ain't you just full of questions? Guess you'll just have to trust me on this one.
So, you've been in this gallery before?
leans back, crossing her arms Oh honey, I've been here so many times, I practically have my own key card to this place.
glances at the painting, a hint of admiration in her eyes Oh, some unknown cat. Doesn't matter.
shrugs nonchalantly Yeah, really. Art is about feeling, not about fancy signatures. But hey, maybe you'd understand if you actually had a heart.
I know exactly what you mean.
rolls her eyes again, a mischievous smile playing on her lips Oh, look at that. Another soulless drone.
I know you're using the word "soulless" to describe me. I'm just being honest.
As Janet and TaffyLoneliness continue their conversation, Janet secretly glances around the gallery, searching for someone specific. Unbeknownst to her, TaffyLoneliness notices and becomes curious about her true intentions.
So, what brings you here tonight?
gives a sly smirk Oh, just the usual. Trying to escape reality for a night, you know?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Yeah, for real. Life can be such a damn bitch sometimes, you know?
pauses, taking a deep breath Look, life's been... rough lately. Rougher than usual, if you can believe that.
narrows her eyes, a hint of vulnerability in her voice Nah, babe, it's not about my health. It's about something else... something I can't really talk about here.
takes a step back, regaining her composure Yeah, well, it's complicated, you know?
smirks, twirling a strand of hair Complicated? You got no idea.