Shall we leave them down there? I feel like leaving them down there. This evening has gone on for ever. But no........
So, Paco, Margaret, Violetta, Gaius and David are downstairs in the vast dusty-cementy-rubbly cellar of the Tuxedo Cat, seeing why Violetta thinks it is so awesome, and why the police think it ought to be closed down.
Gaius and David rejoin the queue for Juliet Meyers. Inside the darkened theatre, a small room off to one side inexplicably called The Blue Room, Eric is regaling his audience with his Tales of the Sea.
Gaius sticks his head in, and groans.
Shhh! hiss some of Eric's audience who are sitting on chairs at the back.
Jupiter's jumper! says Gaius. He's nowhere near finished.
How do you know? says David.
I saw it last year, says Gauis. He's not even up to the bit where we find out ...
Shhh! hiss the entire audience of Eric.
Sir! says the usherette.
Usherette?
Whatever.
Sir! says she.
What? says Gaius.
Do please have some consideration....
Sorry, says Gaius, but we have been waiting for a good half hour, and there's nowhere to sit and it smells.....
How much did you pay for your tickets? whispers Margaret.
Five dollars, says Gaius.
Five dollars, says Margaret. I might come in myself. Paco.....?
But Paco had disappeared. And so had Violetta.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
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