Parallel Approach Understanding

(Cont'd) Chapter 19
Sam and Simmy entered the Old Winery Inn Barn. Sam yawned a satisfying roar of contentment.
"What do you think happened on the set today, Sam?"
"That's the part of this evening that I'm really looking forward to. With this group you never know what kind of excitement is being stirred up. They're a blast!"
As Sam and Simmy approached the movie crew table, the conversation was heated.
"Richard," J.P. clipped, "have you ever asked a girl out?" J.P. raised his eyebrows to a cathedral ceiling point.
He looked up and spotting Sam and Simmy, just wave-motioned them to sit down. They hurried to sit down so that they wouldn't interrupt the conversation.
The 'Richard' in question, was a young man who had a movie perfect sculpted chin and Sam and Simmy knew instinctively that he was a cast member.
"Well?" J.P. was pushing for an answer. "Have you?"
Poor Richard looked like a rabbit trapped by a fox. This personal inquisition was hardly what he'd signed up for. He was supposed to play the part of J.P.'s father in the movie but he hadn't expected things to get so intimate. As the quiet around the table reached a deafening decibel with only the sound of ice cubes knocking against each other as drinks were studiously sipped, Calvin held his water glass up to the light to draw attention away from the tension at the table. "Wow! You should see what I see!" he gave his voice just the right amount of awe to capture and reroute the conversation at the table.
"What are you seeing, Calvin?" Sam was all for relieving the tension. He had come for some fun. Whatever was brewing needed some lightening.
"A prism," he angled his glass and held it up to the artificial light beam."
Everyone else at the table lifted their water glasses and held them up to the artificial light as well.
Lucy challenged, "I don't see anything!"
"Me neither," sided Ethel.
Calvin put down his glass and grinned at the spectacle of all his friends holding up their glasses and looking for the phenomenon.
Slowly, the attention focused on him and ice jangled as glasses were dropped onto the table in jaded suspicion.
Before the barrage started, he quickly explained, "When we were having our break this afternoon, in between scenes, I leaned back to relax and when I did, my water glass 'prism twinkled' and caught my eye. So, I sat back up and held it up to the sun and rotated it to find the best prism effect! You should know that the glass had a ridged grid inside it and that seemed to create the prism effect because I tried it with a smooth glass and it didn't work."
"So Einstein, what are your conclusions?" Don was mocking.
"Well, I tried turning the glass in every possible direction but I got the best prism effect when I turned my glass toward the cherry tree that has burst into a bright green leafy vision this week. The other trees are budding but this one is covered in leaves. For some reason, the prism effect was strongest with the tree in the background. With my lighting background it interested me," Calvin smiled.
J.P. was exasperated that he'd been duped into changing the subject so he was sulking.
Simmy joined the conversation. "Maybe it was the green leaf photons that worked together with your glass grid."
Calvin nodded, "That does seem to be the way it was working."
Simmy nodded, "All design proportion is built upon a mathematical sequence that is found in nature called the Fibonacci series. The first three numbers are 3, 5, and 8. Apparently, all leaves and natural creation have a veining that will follow that pattern. The series is infinitely expandable. You keep adding the last two numbers to get the next one."
"Sounds complicated!" Calvin expressed.
"Well, it's a little jewel of physics we can leave to the science buffs. So, how did things go on set today?"