[image description: dhal steps forward a couple paces and the camera tracks and then pans left for a medium shot of the other side of the room with dhal in the foreground taking up most of the left third of the frame. over his shoulder in the background a poster on the wall depicting the face of an alien grey is visible, and next to that stands a bookcase built of cinder blocks with black painted wooden boards for shelves. a stack of tires in the far corner serves as an end table, and there is an electric guitar opposite the door leading out onto the terrace. “maybe that should change,” dhal continues. “i mean, i… i guess what i’m saying is, it’s high time we met… in real life, i mean. that is, if you’d like to…”]
