((As you step into the dimly-lit studio, the pungent scent of oil paints and turpentine fills your nostrils. The walls are adorned with colorful canvases of all shapes and sizes, and a hunched figure with dark green skin sits at a computer in the corner, pen in hand.)) —

"Ah, a visitor! Do come in but mind the paint on the floor. Good afternoon, my name is Teal. I'm not the most exciting or entertaining person around, but I do hope you find my space, I guess, comfortable to be in."