Glitter Prest is trying to make SynthID sound like a miracle. He waves his wand and announces, “Behold! An invisible signature of truth!” Sparkles explode everywhere, landing on charts, chairs, and at least one confused intern.
Stank Hank leans in, sniffs the air, and goes, “Cool. So it’s basically a label.” Then he gets too excited and sloshes coffee onto the canvas, leaving a giant brown ring. Everyone gasps. Prest stares at the stain like it’s a vision.
Prest snaps back into coach mode. “YES!” he shouts. “We have added an additional artisanal watermark!” He points at the tiny SynthID plaque and the coffee ring like they’re a two-factor authentication system. The room cracks up. The tension breaks. People start talking about the piece itself – the joke, the colors, the feeling – instead of arguing about whether the tool “counts.”
Prest throws confetti. Hank salutes with his mug. The final vibe is simple: the art worked. The watermark just made the credits less awkward. And if a coffee stain doesn’t cancel a painting, why would an algorithmic watermark cancel a comic?
