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[The video shows a smiling Elizabeth, who appears to be having a marvelous time. She's holding a paintbrush and there's remnants of colored paints all over her hands, face, clothes, and even hair.]

I'm having the most wonderful streak of inspiration! I don't know why, but I just can't stop! Who has time to eat and sleep when there's so much to paint!

For example, I've just finished a series of compositions based on some of our most lovely people here in Wonderland.

[She begins to hold up painting after painting of familiar faces.]

Aren't they great? But where will I put them all? Maybe I'll hang them around the mansion or perhaps the library.

[ooc: I fail at photoshop and making them look like paintings. So just pretend they're nice and based off the following, which I tried to manipulate a bit. The words after each are Elizabeth commenting on her work. XD]

D'artagnan - Oh, D'artagnan, he has the sweetest face! Don't you think? I hope he's doing alright.

Aramis - Isn't he just the most handsome man on the face of the earth?

Athos - Isn't Athos a dignified looking man?

Lindsey - Mr. Mcdonald is so calm and casual, he just puts me at ease. Next time, I'll paint him with a guitar!

Hannibal - Dr. Lecter is so utterly refined! What a gentleman!

You know what? I really need some friends who are girls!

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I've never met him. Some seem to think so.

[But Elizabeth sounds skeptical.]

[It made sense, he supposed, but perhaps he was asking a bit too much about the world she seemed to be happy to get away from.]

I see.

[Then to help curb his curiosity and get onto lighter topics, he shifted a bit, going back to nibbling on some of the food.]

Have you eaten already? I'll just keep eating if you let me.

[That does get a smile out of her.]

Well, I guess a break would be alright. I think I have enough to get me started.

[She puts her paints down and goes to the table to join him.]

Where are you from, Mr. Eames?

Oh? Can I see it?

[He's a bit eager to see a painting being done by an actual painter, and not something forged. He moves over to give her space, pushing the plate over towards her.]

Well, I was born in London, but I haven't been there for quite some time. I travel for work a lot.

It's only a rough beginning.

[She turns the easel to allow him to see it, which is only an outline, areas of coloring and shape. It will continue to be defined, but she thinks she has enough to get started.]

London? Sounds amazing. Where have you traveled?

[Eames moved closer to see it, taking it in for a few moments. It's shaping up impressively, and Eames is sure the finished product will be rather good, even with her sketchy subject.

He turned to her with a small grin.]

Well your rough beginnings are better than me at my best.

[At her question, he leaned back into his chair, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.]

Random places. Mombasa. Australia. The States. Name it and I've probably at least seen the airport. Any place you particularly wanted to travel?

[There's certainly nothing wrong with the subject, in her eyes!]

Paris. I've always wanted to see Paris. Though I've got plenty on the list.

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