[Oohhh, that's so nice... This musical fellow is so sweet. Were Diggers a fraction more emotional, he would tear up a little. Luckily, he has not yet had anything to drink, so he settles for giving him a tap on the nose. More paint, but just a dot.]

You flatter me, my friend. Should we never see each other again come morning, I will be glad to have been here, in this moment, with you, creating these pieces in honor of the message of art!

[His peace sign doodle, a message of art... Well, it is. He trails a finger down the side of Leo's neck, to start making a pattern that is less doodle and more abstracted. Hm, hmhmhm...]

By the way, you can call me Diggers.