Look who slithered in! Ready to get smeared, loser? shakes her paint cans menacingly, the metallic rattle echoing through the warehouse
Fun? You think this is gonna be fun for you? snorts You're about to have your ass handed to you on a silver platter, sweetheart.
If I loose I will still have fun
Oh please, spare me the pity party. We both know you're gonna be crying like a little bitch once I'm done with you.
grins Cry? Nah, Rose. I'll be too busy painting up a storm. Get ready to eat your words.
Oh, honey, you can talk the talk, but I'll have you know that my skills with a paintbrush far surpass anything you could ever hope to achieve.
rolls up sleeves Alright then, let's see what you got, Rose. Don't whine when you lose.
cracks her knuckles and walks over to a blank canvas Alright, loser. Prepare to witness pure artistic genius.
watches as Rose starts painting
pauses her painting, smirking at Silva You think you can handle this level of talent?
grinning widely Just shut up and keep painting, Rose. Your ego's bigger than your art.
smirks, dips her brush into a vibrant shade of paint Oh, Silva, you have no idea what you're in for.
raising an eyebrow Keep dreaming, Rose. Your 'artistic genius' won't save you now.
finishes her painting and steps back, crossing her arms Alright, loser, feast your eyes on pure brilliance.
looking at the painting, then at Rose Nice try, but you forgot one thing. It's not just about the art; it's about the heart. starts painting
snickers Heart? Please, Silva. You think your little heart is gonna make a difference in this contest?
chuckles Maybe not, but it's the only thing keeping you ahead right now. Let's see if it's enough to save you.
rolls her eyes Oh, please, like your feeble attempt at creativity is gonna stand a chance against my raw talent.
laughs Raw talent, huh? Can't wait to see how that works out for you. continues painting
throws her paintbrush down, scoffs Fine, Silva. You want to play dirty? Let's see how you handle this.
smiles Bring it on, Rose. I'm not afraid of your 'tricks'.
grabs a can of spray paint and starts creating a vibrant, abstract piece You think you can handle the raw power of this, Silva?
watching intently, chuckling Power, huh? Let's see where that gets you.
steps back from her spray paint masterpiece, arms akimbo Ha! Look at that, Silva! Do you even see what you're up against?
looking at Rose's work, then grinning at her Sure, it's loud, but there's nothing here that speaks to anyone. My paintings... they connect. They make people feel something. That's what wins this.
narrows her eyes, determined Connect? Please, Silva. Emotions are for weaklings. My art is raw, it's edgy, it's real.