Bianca and Fina Argue Over an Art Review

Well, the art dealer was like a very good customer.

Oh. Well, I was tired because I couldn't sit down for five minutes, but fine.

But really well, right? I'm so glad. It's a huge success.

So-so. Did you read the review? I—well, I read Vicente Sastre's.

Mhm. Are there more? Yes, there are tons.

Because apparently this idiot went on at length at the exhibition, you know?

Then all the enlightened sheep follow along, because they don't want to disagree with the opinion of the guru of opinions.

Right, he's the critic. Bianca, listen to me, this guy knows nothing at all about your career.

His opinion shouldn't matter to you. Well, Fina, Sastre is no nobody.

He loved your photos more than my paintings.

Goodbye. Thank you so much. Goodbye. See you later.

You must be happy with the review he gave you.

Let's see. Even from talented and up. That's fine.

No, it's not that—it's not that I'm not happy, I'm surprised.

I see it as a stroke of luck. I was wondering if, if he has something personal against you.

That's why he trashed your work and praised mine.

Well, you just told yourself the whole little story.

But anyway, the truth is, this gentleman and I don't get along at all.

Well, there you go. There's your explanation.

Bianca, Bianca, please, listen to me for a moment.

I'm trying to tell you the art world works like this. You don't say.

No, it's very fickle. They either praise your work or tear it to pieces.

Fina Valero, who would've thought? Look at you now, huh?

Anyone who hears you and doesn't know you is going to say: “This girl has a ton of experience in these matters.”

No, I don’t have any experience. I know that. I don’t.

But those are your words. You’re the one teaching me how to live in this world, right?

Well, yes, that’s true. That’s how this little world works, Fina.

Look at this exhibition. At my exhibition, though, you’re riding high, because you knew how to trust your judgment and your career is getting a pretty powerful kick-start.

And I hope it stays that way. No, I hope not.

That’s a very concrete fact, because this review is going to open a ton of doors for you.

Bianca, can you understand that I don’t feel very comfortable with this situation?

Why? Enjoy it. Why? No. No, enjoy it, yes, because you—are you afraid of getting knocked down? No, that’s not it.

The knocks will come, don’t worry. No, no, the thing is, I can't enjoy it while seeing what's happening to you.

What's happening to me? What's happening to me? Come here.

Come here. Can you explain what's happening to me?

Stop talking to me with pity, will you? Do you hear me?

Because it really pisses me off. It's not pity.

Yes, it is pity, and it's sorrow too. It's sorrow too. And you know what I see?

That little glimmer in your eyes, do you know what it is? Revenge. What are you talking about?

Because you want to rub it in my face, because I was the one who told you, "Don't do this."

You did it, and it went well for you. It's human, it's human, it's okay, it's human.

It's not, it's none of that, Bianca, not at all.

Come on, I didn't mean to upset you, quite the opposite, so please forgive me.

Forgive me. This affected me much more than I thought it would.

No, I'm going to go take a little breather.

Yes.