Max shook his head, chuckling. "You're such a weirdo, Juniper."
Together, they spent hours in the backyard, building and creating and experimenting. Max's mom would occasionally poke her head out the window, looking frazzled, but Juniper just winked at her and said, "Don't worry, Mom, we're making art!"
Juniper looked up, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Just working on my latest masterpiece, Max! I'm creating a...a...well, I'm not entirely sure what it is yet, but it's going to be awesome!"
Finally, the day arrived when the installation was finished. Juniper stood back, eyes shining with pride, and gestured for Max to do the same.
As the project neared completion, Juniper's excitement grew. She was convinced that her creation was going to change the world, or at least make people think differently.
Juniper grinned. "It does...well, that's the million-dollar question, isn't it? I want it to do something freaky and amazing. Something that'll make people go 'whoa'."