All of Port Charles stood 'oohing' and 'aahing'. The crowd buzzed with
admiration for the newest sensation of the art world - their own Elizabeth
One by one, they admired and critiqued her latest, and perhaps greatest work to
date. A bidding frenzy between the Quartermaines and Cassadines had just begun.
Luke Spencer scratched his head. "I just don't see it," he announced. His
statement fell like a bombshell throughout the room.
"He doesn't see it," they hissed.
Luke walked up closer for a better look. No matter how he angled his head, he
did not see it. He shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave. "Darlin, if you
say you painted the wind, I'll take your word for it."