One of the patrons is alternating between eating the soup of the day (something tomatoey) and drawing in a sketchbook. This is not in itself noteworthy, although the way the outline of her form keeps blurring and glitching and the lighting that falls on her flickers out of sync with the lamps might be. If he ever got to see a television before or during his durance, the effect will be familiar.
After a few minutes of glancing between him and the page with less pencil motion every time, she picks up the soup bowl, stacks it on top of the sketchbook's cover, and seats herself at Jack's table. By way of greeting, she says, "I recognise you from the casino."
There's a piece of me
After a few minutes of glancing between him and the page with less pencil motion every time, she picks up the soup bowl, stacks it on top of the sketchbook's cover, and seats herself at Jack's table. By way of greeting, she says, "I recognise you from the casino."