Four of your paintings are featured in a Libreville artists showing. You are the only Inficto school artist featured here. While you talk to a couple art dealers about your work Jack Crumpy walks over holding his martini out in front of him like a weapon. He is a big name. His paintings are mostly landscapes of the Infictive county nature spots. Good work, but the man's a asshole. He has drifted over to let you know what a non talanted hack artist piece of shit you are. The best of what Inficto has to offer he says and throws his head back laughing. You want to kick his ass, but that might cost you a sale. You just hope your stuff sells better so you can throw that in his face. You get your wish. All your stuff sells for good prices. Meanwhile Jack only sells one of his eight entered works. You drift over to let him know that certain artists around here are as washed up as the oil for the loyalist president they support. The crowd laughs at this and you drift over to a fine party where you get drunk and layed.