Ah but then II

Thoroughly dissatisfied after going to two openings yesterday. Maybe because there was no booze at either one. My bitching (remarkably consistent; one might even say tediously repetitive, if you were feeling ungenerous) in chronological order:

Betta: I know it's a new Malaysia, but the art is the same.
H: You need to give it time.
Betta: I want it NOW.
H: Well you can't have it now.
Betta: Feh.

Betta: I know it's a new Malaysia, but the art is the same.
Z: Art is irrelevant, you're in the wrong profession
Betta: I know, I would have made millions selling my body. Dammit.
Z: You sound really confident about that.
(Betta *unsaid, but certainly thought at the time*: shouldn't I be..?)

Betta: I know it's a new Malaysia, but the art is the same.
L: Hahahhahahh. heeh.