[The video mode switches on, showing Philip quite calm and collected, though perhaps a bit tired looking. That's what you get for not sleeping more the last few days.
Behind him, the white boards are covered with scribbles in Japanese, english and... is that German? Notes accompany the writing as well as elaborate cross sections of--]As previously
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[And the dropping of the instrument gets him to wince.]
And uh... Probably be careful with that thing. If you bang it up no one'll want it.
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[Tilting his head at the wince.]
I am done with this subject. It does no longer concern me.
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[This is the guy who treats his own sitar like a baby, bro. He'll dish out an earful if he gets the chance.]
That doesn't mean you should just throw it around like that! They're delicate!
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[Oh, Philip loved that violin! For the two days it was interesting. Now it is boring.]
Do you wish to have it? You seem to care for it.
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[Such limited love you have, Phillip.]
Of course I care for it! I'd be a pretty crappy musician if I didn't!
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[Like a fickle bee going to flower to flower. Or something equally poetic.]
Then you may have it. You can come pick it up whenever you wish.
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[Like a fish to water.]
You have the case, right?
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[like a troll to innocent youngins?]
Yes, I do.
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[exactly.]
Good--Okay, uh... Just. Just put it in the case. Gently.
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[He shuffles off to find the case where he tossed it two days earlier. Returning swiftly, he carefully puts away the violin]
It is done.
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