"What in the name of Mercury was that, Kaster?" Mytrice asked as soon as the mentioned one managed to sneak off the stage after bowing in reply to the hall's applause. "I don't remember this part in the scenario".
"Improvisation", Kaster beamed, pulling the wig off his head. "I upgraded my sonaser a bit. A small perception filter which creates a certain effect when being switched on or off… Crafty fingers and no cheating".
"You're made out of pranks". Kyon joined them, not forgetting to listen to Paul's monologue on the stage not to miss his entrance. Meanwhile Albert and his two friends ("ex-Timelords" and then "Salamander's helpers") Janus and Saint-John (what a combo of names, if to count the fact that they were Tremas Brothers as well) were pulling the TARDIS onto the stage behind the fallen curtain as quietly as they could for the next sequence. "Right, Clarice…"
"Clarice?!" Albert and Mytrice retorted at the same time.
"I don't mean anything related to so-called shipping, I just like such words. Like Clark and Mytrice together… Fine. I join the sequence after the first stanza, eh?"
"Stop that pretending, you know it better than we do, Tour-low", Mytrice replied and admitted to herself that she didn't quite believe in this kid's ability of being dramatic instead of restless and cheeky. In both cases.