(Our cast is backstage, lounging and relaxing in between acts. Firmin, Raoul, Mme. Giry, and Erik play cards. Meg is braiding Christine's hair. Piangi is serving as a pillow for Carlotta and André is reading his newspaper. Firmin slaps his hand on the card table, startling everybody)
Firmin: You know, I've been thinking... is this show diverse enough for our audience?
(everyone turns to look at Nadir)
Nadir: What? What are you all looking at me for?
(shrugs, coughs and muttering all around)
André: Well, isn't everyone here Christian?
Raoul: I am.
Carlotta: So am I.
Piangi: Sí.
Firmin: I'm Jewish.
Christine: (raises her hand) I'm Hindu.
Meg: Athiest.
Mme. Giry: Kabhalist.
Nadir: Islam.
Erik: Zen Buddhist.
(everyone stares in awe)
Erik: (insulted) Is that really so hard to believe?
Raoul: (opens his mouth to answer, then thinks better of it)
André: (speechless) Oh... so, do we want to change the Second Act?
Firmin: ... it's a bit last minute, isn't it?
Raoul: Show must go on, and all that.
Erik: I think we're ok as is.
(there is a general murmur of agreement before the cast returns to their previous activities)