Without warning, the hundred goblins on your painting spring into action, leaping off of the canvas and wreaking havoc throughout the gallery. Screams fill the air as they chase patrons through the aisles, knocking over paintings and sculptures. The art critic, caught off guard by this unexpected development, stammers in surprise before dashing for cover behind a nearby velvet rope.

As you watch your goblins run amok, a strange sense of detachment washes over you.

The gallery owner approaches you, looking distinctly worried. "What do you think we should do about this?" they ask, gesturing to the chaos unfolding around them. You shrug nonchalantly.

"I suppose it's just another part of their charm," you reply with a sly grin.

The clerk sighs, clearly unimpressed by Alice's charm. "It's Sarah," they mutter, looking back down at their magazine. But something about Alice's tone or demeanor makes them glance up again, and they find themselves actually smiling for the first time since they got to work that day.

"Well, hi there Sarah," Alice says with a genuine grin. "It's nice to meet you." They pause, considering their words carefully before continuing, "You know what?

"I think you look really great in that outfit," Sarah says, nodding at the ensemble she had been admiring from across the store. "And I'm sure whatever else you get would look fantastic on you too." There's a hint of genuine warmth in her voice now, and she finally sets aside her magazine with a small smile.

"Really?" Sarah asks, looking pleased but slightly skeptical. Alice nods emphatically. "Absolutely.

You glance at your wardrobe, a jumble of paint-splattered shirts and flowy skirts. What will you choose? A bold statement piece, or something classic with a twist? It's your canvas now, off the easel.

A sleek black jumpsuit, accentuated by a dash of colorful hair, catches your eye. With a confident smile, you slip it on, ready to take center stage. The phone rings again, this time with Le Petit Tableau's owner, calling to confirm your arrival time. "Eleven sharp," he says firmly, before hanging up, leaving you to wonder if you've made the right impression.

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Alex nods in agreement, their expression thoughtful. "That's true...but I think this painting perfectly illustrates your point while still staying true to your artistic voice. You really are an incredible artist, Bucky." They pause for a moment before continuing, a mischievous glint in their eye, "And maybe this will give you the upper hand when it comes to future interviews."

As they hang up the painting, Alex can't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation about what the future holds for both Bucky and Le Petit Tableau.

The painting immediately becomes the talk of the town, drawing both admirers and detractors alike. People stop to stare at it in shock, their expressions mirroring the mix of awe and discomfort that Alex had felt earlier. The debate rages on social media, with some arguing that Bucky's work is a brilliant statement on the hypocrisy of society while others accuse him of being bitter and unfair to Celeste.

Despite the controversy, one thing remains certain: Bucky's talent cannot be ignored. His paintings continue to sell well, and he begins to attract new fans who appreciate his unique perspective and unapologetic approach to art. As for Alex, they couldn't be more proud of their friend and are confident that Le Petit Tableau will only continue to thrive under Bucky's creative guidance.