[She's focusing more on the feast, gathering more food, but when he says that she turns her head. There's a trace of anger then she pushes it away. There's no point in getting angry at a plebeian.]

I am an artist. Art covers many things--the tragic, the comedic, and of course, the beautiful. Emotion and action varies in the range as well.

[She pours herself another glass of wine. Giving it a quick taste she swallows it quickly down.]

No. It was not beautiful in the way other things are. Tragic, perhaps, but not beautiful.