Leonardo Da VInci enters his house, a canvas under his arms.
ISABELLA: What have you got there?
LEO: Careful it’s still wet.
He sets it down and she sees it for the first time
LEO: Yeah I like it. It might be the best thing I’ve done so far.
ISABELLA: What are you going to do with it?
LEO: I was thinking of putting it on the wall?
ISABELLA: Like that?
LEO: Well yeah
ISABELLA: Without a frame?
LEO: It’s a pretty good picture. Why does it need a frame?
ISABELLA: You’re not at the university anymore. Why can’t you grow up?
LEO: Why does it need some wood on the edges? It doesn’t change the picture; that’s what matters.
ISABELLA: I don’t get the picture anyway. It’s just a woman. What is she even smiling about?
LEO: It’s subtle. Look I put a lot of work into this. Usually I just end up procrastinating or doodling caricatures.
ISABELLA: No way, not without a frame. (beat) Unless….
ISABELLA: You want to put it in the basement, next to that Vitruvian Man and your signed poster from Machievelli.
LEO: The basement? They’ll get all moldy. My stuff will never survive down there.
ISABELLA: Too bad, mister.
LEO: Fine I’ll get a frame.