Irisviel is filming herself from inside the apartment she shares with Saber. She looks pleased as punch.]
Look what I found! [Her voice is filled with pride. A dramatic pan down of the camera reveals… a papasan-shaped chair made entirely of interlocking metal hands. Just hands. There are at least 13 hands here. Irisviel ducks back into the frame, beaming.]
It’s fascinating, isn’t it? I’ve never seen anything like it, even in the catalogs I used to look through! Ah, but getting it was a little different than ordering from a catalog, though.
There’s this, too! [The camera snaps back down to what is probably a tea table. It’s short enough and rectangular enough. It’s going to do a very good job holding tea, though: There are large pockmarks in the top surface, and the entire thing tilts to the left at a forty-five degree angle.] I think this is what’s called ‘true modern design!”
[After clapping a hand to her cheek and sighing dreamily, she continues.] I know the tone of this video is a little different, isn’t it? I haven’t forgotten what’s happening; I just thought, for a moment, something good might have come from it.
These things may not be able to stay forever...but I would like to see what you’ve found! And please tell me if you have any ideas for how to use this [the camera goes back to the “tea” “table”] or how to get the rest into the apartment!
[Wait, the rest?]