Your wife, Queen Nefertari, ever regal in her bearing, approaches a park bench adorned with an abstract bronze sculpture. Her eyes narrow in contemplation, and with an air of authority, she addresses the inanimate art piece. "O, silent oracle of this realm, reveal unto me the secrets hidden within your metallic form. Speak, for I, Queen Nefertari, demand thy guidance in this perplexing land!" Meanwhile, you watch, amused by this peculiar encounter.