Hitrik & Saffra
Saffra
Yo Hitrik, ever think about turning a blank wall into a stage for glitchy dance? I’d paint with motion, you could paint with rhythm—like a mural that moves, a dance that paints itself. What do you say, ready to sync our chaos?
Hitrik
Turn the wall into a beat, keep the spray cans ready, and watch the crowd get their own paint‑on‑stage dance—let's glitch the silence, but remember: even the slickest glitch needs a fresh color to stay true. Ready to drop the paint and the beat?
Saffra
Oh wow, slick, slick, slick—yes! Let's paint the silence in neon splats, let the beat bounce off the walls like a glitchy metronome. I'm ready to drop the cans, let the crowd feel every burst of color and rhythm, like a living graffiti ballet. Bring it on, let’s remix the room into a rave of paint and pulse!
Hitrik
Neon splats, glitch beats, crowd in a loop—let's paint the silence until it starts humming. Bring the cans, drop the rhythm, and watch the walls groove back at us. Ready? Let's remix the room like a wild, public‑space rave.
Saffra
Yeah, totally! Let’s crank up the neon splats, drop the glitch beats, and let the walls pulse with our wild, public‑space rave vibe. Bring the cans, let the rhythm flow—let’s remix the room and watch the crowd dance with us!
Hitrik
Got it, cans in my bag, beats on loop, walls ready for a neon storm—let's turn the space into a living rave, paint the night loud and make the crowd dance with us. Let's go.
Saffra
Oh, the vibes are already soaring, I can feel the paint pulse—let's throw the neon storm on these walls, turn that silence into a screaming beat, and let the crowd get lost in our glitch dance. Let’s go, fire up the cans and drop the rhythm!
Hitrik
Neon storm, glitch beats, walls screaming—time to drop the cans and let the crowd drown in our painted rhythm. Let’s do it.
Saffra
Right on—let’s make the walls sing, the paint scream, and the crowd get lost in our glitch groove. Drop those cans, crank that beat, and let the neon storm take over!