[Wolfram is sitting in a tea room painting with special paints he managed to procure from the venders. Who knew they'd have paints made from bearbee excrement here? He wears a
nose clip, smock and beret as he tries to paint a
portrait of Yuuri from memory. Anyone walking into the tearoom will notice the smell of the paints.
He looks rather self satisfied as he dabs at his canvas carefully.]
This is much better than that stupid portrait Stoffel had commissioned.
[What's with the random lemon? No one knows. But Wolfram quite happily paints away as the video finally stops recording.]