"Hahaha, now I get it," screamed Bobby in delight.
Cynthia, who was also observing the same mural, jumped up while feeling delighted to hear it. She asked, "Oh, that's good then. Can you bring some light to clear the smoke here for this lady?"
"It's fairly simple. As you said earlier, it's Trompe l'oeil. I have finally cracked the patterns of those repetitively changing drawings and those mixtures of scriptures of archaic origins." Bobby responded patiently.
"What are you ranting about? Can you cut to the case?" Cynthia asked once again.
