Ari-Pekka Leinonen, Mikko Varakas, Artur Närvänen and Lauri Solin convolve in the corkscrew vortex of a great fusilli, where there is peace to dream about what lies outside the edges of the kettle. Through spinning fusilli, green line has been drawn in between four points. When one does nothing, an event is found. Today, for instance, there was a certain kind of egg through which gasses went, that kind of drone. One can bake a ringing dough from it. The fusilli kinks as fingers turn the dough. Until now we have not tested our dream - the experiment must be carried out.