Lita & Fixator
Fixator
Hey Lita, I found an old, cracked guitar in the storage. Think we could turn it into something new? I can fix it up, and you could paint it. What do you think?
Lita
Oh wow, a cracked guitar! That’s a wild canvas for me. If you fix it up, I’ll splash it with colors and give it a fresh soul—no half‑finished work, promise. Let’s turn this into something that sings.
Fixator
Sounds perfect, Lita. I’ll get the wood sanded, the crack sealed, and the body ready for paint. Just tell me when you’re ready to splash the colors—this thing’s about to sing in a whole new way.
Lita
That’s it! I’m already buzzing with ideas—think bold swirls, maybe a gradient that glows when the light hits. Just give me a heads‑up when the body’s smooth, and I’ll bring the chaos to life. Let's make it sing like a star.
Fixator
Got it, Lita. I’m sanding the surface, sealing the crack, and putting the last coat of primer on. I’ll let you know once it’s smooth and ready for your color blast. Let’s make this guitar sing like a star.
Lita
Great! I’m already picturing the paint—think bright streaks and maybe a splash of neon that feels alive. Just ping me when it’s ready, and I’ll start the color storm. Let's make it shine brighter than a supernova.
Fixator
Thanks, Lita. I’ll finish the priming, then ping you when the surface is ready. Ready for that neon splash—let’s make it supernova bright.