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Now it’s Lucinda who is watching from the side as Lifa gently makes her magic pen dance over the sensitive screen. Yet, the virtual page ends up with nothing but weird, thin scribbles- like that of a toddler’s. Just a bunch of circles and spinning lines.
ರೃ Lucinda: What are you doing?
Lifa: Setting the field. Finding a picture in my head.
ರೃ Lucinda: I do not understand…
But then she does, quite quickly. The first weird drawing is then made transparent; solid, fixed lines are attempted on top of it over and over until Lifa goes for the next line. Even the straight lines are done by hand, and in single, violent strokes. Before long, there's a car there, there’s a Ford Torino on that screen, and even so Lifa didn't stop drawing.
ರೃ Lucinda: It is finished already.
Lifa: No, no, that’s just the second layer.
ರೃ Lucinda: How many layers will there be?
Hunched over the tablet, which is certainly bad for her back, Lifa doesn’t tell Lucinda that there will be three more layers, each more complex than the last; she just keeps on drawing. By the end of it, the red and white roofless Ford Torino is drifting recklessly by the side of a mountain, with the rising sun spilling wonderful colors reflected by the hood of the car
driven by a screaming, perfectly realistic giraffe, likely unlicensed. Lifa wipes the sweat off her forehead, sighing in pure satisfaction.
Lifa: There you go: Ford Torino, world record any percent. Like it?
ರೃ Lucinda: Lifa; why is it being driven by a giraffe?
Lifa: Never look a gift horse in the mouth. You don’t get to be picky with presents. Not even you.
Wow, brave; “Lucinda bitch-slapping a Twitter user” must be soon to be in cinemas. Not yet, though.
ರೃ Lucinda: I am not. Why is it being driven by a giraffe?
…the problem is that at this point there’s no room for doubt. Lucinda’s inquiry is not a threat, it’s not mockery, and it’s not a rhetoric question either. Hard to swallow as it may be, it’s only a question and nothing more. Thankfully, Lifa seems to catch up quickly.
Lifa: …To be very honest, because I wanted to see how you reacted. I’m gauging you.
ರೃ Lucinda: It’s an experiment.
Lifa: Yes. People react differently to different things. Before doing or saying something that could make you very upset, I’m showing you mild things that could make you casually upset. It's like touching a pool with your toe before going in like a bomb to splash everyone around.
ರೃ Lucinda: You’ve shown me a room full of naked women having sex already.
Lifa shrugs with full conviction.
Lifa: People can be very weird, Lucinda.
ರೃ Lucinda: Like you.
Lifa: Like me.
