Diadema & Scruffy
Scruffy
Yo Diadema, heard your latest line is all polished silk, but what if we turn the city’s trash into the next runway drama? You ready to let a scavenger remix your vision?
Diadema
Sure, if the trash can be turned into a royal spectacle and still sparkle like silk, I’ll listen. But remember, perfection demands more than just scraps.
Scruffy
Alright, first step: pull the city’s discarded lights, wire, and neon—turn ’em into a glow‑up for the runway. Next, we’ll repurpose old vinyl and scraps of metal into a set that screams “urban royalty.” I’ll find a guy with a knack for sound, we’ll rig up a beat that makes the crowd feel like they’re in a throne room. We keep it sharp, we keep it real, and we make sure the show doesn’t drop the ball on perfection. Ready to make the trash royal?
Diadema
I love the idea of turning refuse into regality, but remember, every detail must dazzle. We’ll make those lights shine like a crown, the metal a throne, and the beat the drum of a coronation. Let’s keep it flawless, darling.
Scruffy
Sounds slick—let's grab that glow, spin it into a crown, and drop a beat that makes the whole block feel like a throne room. We’ll keep it flawless, but I’ll make sure the crowd’s still laughing when they see the trash turning to gold. You with me?