The restaurant was filled with fancy people and it has aquarium walls filled with squids ya know where rich people would go often.
Buster and NightStar had meet up with Buster's Best Friend Eddie Noodleman a tall sheep.
"Ok listen, we all know that my theater has been going through some pretty rough times lately. But as the say goes 'For every cloud a silver light' we got..."
Eddie interrupted him.
"Hold on right there Buster. My Dad he heard I was meeting you today and he was all like 'Eddie you tell that Koala i'm not funning anymore of those shows and that's final' those where his words."
"That's nothing I would have said the same thing if I was you're Dad, Ed." NightStar replied.
"Well his Dad and you are right NightStar." "Those shows where the problem." "'War of attrition', 'Rosie takes a Bow' I mean no one wants to see that stuff anymore. So what would I do?" Buster replied to their jugements.
"Quit?"
"Gave up?"
"No, i'd give them a show they cannot resist... Which is gonna be..."
The waiter came to their table wanting to get their orders.
"Just, just one more minute 'sil vous-plaît'."
The waiter left in a gruff.
"'Merci!''"
"Don't speak french they speak English here."
"Or Spanish."
Eddie raised an eye brow at NightStar's answer.
"What?"
"Now, my next show is gonna be... Drum roll please... A Singing Competition!"
"A singing competiton? Who wants to see another one of those?"
"I would." NightStar raised her hand.
"See? But also everyone! J-just think you're neighbour, t-the grocery store manager, t-that chicken right there! Everyone in this city will get a shot of being a star live on my stage!"
"Buster this is a terrible idea!" Eddie laughs about it.
"I hate to break it to you boss... But this is a great idea!" NightStar nodded with a smile.
"Wait what? You're agreeing with him?"
"See, the girl thinks that this is a good idea. Real talent from real life, that's what audiences want and i'm gonna give it to em'!" He banged his hand on the table so hard that sended a spoon flying in the air and accidently nock on a bull's head in which he dropped his phone in his soup and got covered with.
NightStar and Eddie both saw the inccident and started to panic.
"C-could we please just get out of here..."
"Yeah, like right now."
"Don't you guys wanna eat?"
"Yeah but we can't afford any of this."
"Yeah I think I can take my hunger a little longer." NightStar spoke to soon as her stomach started to make noises. "But... Not to long, heh..."
"Yes, I know and that's why... I brought sandwiches." He took out his lunch box full of different kinds of sandwiches he made.
"Uh, that's not aloud and... Ugh."
"I don't think my hunger would want me to wait any longer... Don't worry I can do this, I can do this... Oh I can't i'm hungry what kind of sandwiches do you have?!" NightStar's starting to have the first level of hangry.
"Well, I got Cream Cheese, I got Banana..." The waiter grabed Buster by the shirt and trew him out of the restaurant.
His friends followed him behind.
"You ok?" Eddie asked to Buster as NightStar is eating the Cream Cheese Sandwich.
"Yup, never better!"
"I'm still hungry though!" NightStar called back after she ate.
Back at the theater.
"Miss Crawley!"
"Hello? Uh, who is it?"
"It's me, your boss, Mr. Moon?"
"Oh, hello Mr. Moon."
"There we go! Now I need you to add the following information to our publicity flyers."
"Yes sir!"
"The winner of the singing contest will recive a grand prize of... 935$." He said as he checked his box money.
"Uh I think you need more than that as a prize, boss."
"Yeah I know kid, just a second." So he filled the chest with valued stuff that could be worth of something at least.
"And there... One thousand dollars!... You got that, Ms. Crawley?"
From her office Ms. Crawley is writing on her computer board and typed the prize money on it.
"One thousand dollars... Oh!" The fan blew her face where her glass eye was which it caused it to pop out and in slow motion the eye accidently add two more zeros on the flyer.
"Print on every single sheet of paper we have left and let's spread the word right away, ok?"
"Yes, oh yes sir." She clicked on the print button and went to get her eye glass from under the old piano.
She didn't know that she made a little mistake that will change everything.
"Ah, the winds of change." Buster said as he took a fresh air from his open window.
"Don't you think we should check the flyers before going out?"
"No need kid i'm sure there are no mistakes on them. And once this show's a hit this place needs a fresh coat of paint."
"How are doing with those flyers Ms. Crawley?"
"Oh yes sir! We're all good to go over here." Ms. Crawely was holding the giant stack of flyers until the fan blew them out of the open window.
"The flyers!"
"Ms. Crawley! No, no, no, no!"
To late the flyers had already blown away.
"Oopsy Daisy..."
"Eh, well I guess that's one way to spread the word."
"So, went will the auditions will be, boss?"
"Tomorrow."
"Tomorrow? As in the Day after today?! Then that means I have to wake up early tomorrow... Again..." NightStar went off with a sigh.
The flyers where flying across the city like falling leaves the animals awed at the sight of it. Some already caught them and good the word immediately.
Ash got hers when she and Lance where about onboard the train but Lance's spikes caught the flyer, which caught her attention.
"Hey Lance, look at this!"
"Ash, baby hey!"
And the train left without her.
As his Dad's gang escaped the police and hid in their garage when Johnny closed the garage door he got his flyer cause of it. He quickly hid it in his jacket before the gang came back.
Meena's Mom and Grandpa found one of the flyers while she was listening to music and watering the plants, and showed it to her.
Finally another opportunity for her.
A Nun passed by Mike after throwing away the flyer in which landed straight at him.
"Hey, hey what do think ya?!..."
He has the chance of becoming rich.
Rosita was washing the dished in the evening, talking on the phone feeling a little tired when the ad flew infront of her window. Her face lid up as she has a chance of proving herself a good singer and show it.
Looks it's gonna be a big day tomorrow for everyone.