[Rebonack]

One can almost hear the gears grinding in her head. She's trying to figure out how to respond to that. Has she talked about subjects like this before? Telsa really isn't sure. It is a lot easier when people just decide to sing some songs with her instead.

"I am the art of the possible?" she finally concludes after a good minute and a half of staring blankly at BR.

"Does that mean you are as well?"

She moves the slice of toast on the bar exactly Pi centimeters to the right.

"Do you like music? I am fond of music. It is my favorite kind of art. Is that possible as well?"

Telsa then watches BR expectantly.