ALT Watcher and Fixer lay in the middle of some trees, looking up at the sky. Watcher says: Fixer, why did you bring me here? Fixer replies: Ancient humans called it "camping." Confused, Watcher says: Why could we not sleep comfortably in our beds? Fixer replies: You're supposed to be among nature. Sleep under the stars... Forget it...
ALT Closer in on Watcher and Fixer. Watcher lies flat on her back, and Fixer is up on her elbows. They booth look upward. Watcher says, hesitantly: No- I... (a long pause is indicated by the distance of the word balloons) The inside sky- It looks especially bright tonight.
ALT Same art as previous image, except Fixer now looks over at Watcher. A silent moment.
ALT Same art at first image. They both lay there still looking upward. Fixer just says: Yeah.
