Jack stood at the end of the hall, dejectedly. He'd wanted to catch up with Sarah, and now hadn't gotten to do so because in the five minutes he'd given her to change, she had disappeared with some mysterious "angel".

In the meantime, there was a lot of commotion in the lobby. At that very same moment, Mrs. Jacobs sat speaking with Sunset Westing.

"David is so excited about taking over such a well known theater. He's hardly said a word about anything all week because of it."
Sunset laughed. "If only I had that problem! Specs won't stop talking, and he always talks about all the things he's going to do as manager. This and that he'll change, and this and that he'll improve. I can't even recall most of them. He just keeps talking!"

Stress laughed. "Where are those two anyway? I haven't seen them since they rushed out of the box once the lights came up."
Sunset shrugged and stood up. "Let's go find them," she suggested.

Stress nodded and linked her arm in Sunset's walking off with her.

Nearby, many members of the Corps de Ballet were standing and chatting.

"Socks is never going to forgive me for coming and performing tonight, but there's no way I could afford another absence. Moe is ready to kill me as it is," Tunes whined, hanging on Racetrack. "And I can't believe they replaced her with Sarah! She'll never forgive me!"

Aki shook her head. "She'll get over it and come back. She always does. Besides, the managers will go crawling back to her anyways if she's gone too long!" She crossed her arms and pushed her dress down some. Many members of the Corps de Ballet were still in their costumes, much to Moe's dismay.

Holiday shrugged. "Sarah did a fantastic job. Maybe they'll make her the diva from now on!"

Tunes gasped. "You mean replace my sister? That would be terrible! I'd never have any spending money then!"

Juliet scratched her head. "What do you mean you wouldn't have any spending money? That hardly seems like something you ought to worry about."

Tunes shrugged. "She pays for everything, and I keep my own money for spending money. Why do you think I dress so well?" she replied haughtily.

Lotus Blossom (also known as Lotty by many of the girls, and some of the guys as well) snickered and muttered something along the lines of "yeah right", which earned a glare from Tunes, as well as one from Racetrack.

"I think you dress beautifully," he assured her in a gushing tone. She giggled and kissed he cheek cutely, making a big show of it.

Pyro walked over behind them discreetly and started fiddling with her lighter, attempting to light Tunes on fire, it seemed. Lucky for Tunes, though, Moe happened by at that moment.

"I'll be taking that," she said and snatched up the lighter. "And as for all of you in your costumes: If you get one drop of anything on it, it will come out of your salary." With this, she strolled off, as if the matter was at that very moment off of her shoulders. The girls all looked at one another silently, contemplating Moe's ultimatum. Cats, Pyro, Tunes, and Peppermint chose this moment to rush back down to their dressing room to change into normal clothes. They returned shortly after primping and straightening for near fifteen minutes, as girls tend to do.

At that moment, Hades and Mush came sauntering up, both looking quite disheveled.

Cats laughed out loud. "Wonder what they were doing!" she mused and laughed again. Some of the other laughed as well.

Siscily looked at them then back. "Yes, I wonder what they were doing. I mean, how can you get that messy just by talking?" she stated innocently and shrugged.

Some of the others just looked at her for a moment, and then chuckled as quietly as they could muster.

"Yes, you're quite right, Siscily. There's no way that could have been achieved by just talking," Holiday agreed.

"What is she right about?" Hades asked, trying to sound innocent, but the wide grin on her face telling otherwise.

Aki laughed. "Hi there, Hades and Mush. Where have you been since curtain call?" She giggled at them as Hades just looked smug and said nothing.

Pyro sighed. "Do any of you have a lighter?"

Everyone murmured that they didn't.

"Matches? Anything?" she begged.

Once again she received a negative as an answer.

"Damn," she sighed and sat down in a nearby chair, her chin in her hand.

Princess came running up. "Do you guys know what the next show we're doing is?!" she practically squealed.

The others looked at her with interest. "Is it Romeo and Juliet?" Martini asked excitedly. She'd always had the dream that she'd be Juliet and Kid Blink could be her Romeo.

Princess shook her head. "Guess again!"

Illusion thought. "Marriage of Figaro?" she asked.

Princess shook her head again. "One more guess!"

"Oh, I don't know," Martini whined. "Just tell us!"

Princess looked smug for a moment. "We're going to do… Il Muto. I heard the new managers discussing it as they went into the office with Denton and Kloppman!"

The others looked at her blankly. "Oh come on! You've heard of it!"

She received more blank looks. "Well, fine, it means lots of fun dancing parts anyways!" At this she got many excited looks. They began to talk all at the same time about how they would be the lead dancer in this show, though all of them knew in their heads that it would end up being RiffRaff; it always was. And because most of what they were saying was incomprehensible because they were all speaking at once, they are left in the lobby, and the narrator will travel to a little office up the stairs and to the left where at that moment, four managers of the opera were sitting; two very old, tired gentlemen, and two younger gentlemen, who sat listening eagerly to every word the older gentlemen uttered.