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A Midsummer Night's Dream

 
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PostPosted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:43 pm    Post subject: A Midsummer Night's Dream Reply with quote

With dusk approaching, the Rhydin Theatre and Opera House sprang to life. Set aglow to set a dramatic ambience, posters were displayed, and some stamped with “sold-out.” The exterior of the theatre was decorated in large and long garlands of flowers.

The lobby also had posters of the play that were displayed on the walls next to large dark colored candles, and different themes and props were cleverly collaborated to give subtle clues to those that did not know the story. More garlands of flowers and greenery were placed inside the lobby to give the feeling of an enchanted forest set aglow. Waiters came around to several groups of people with complimentary drinks of simple flavors and hor’dourves.

A new addition to the lobby was a merchandize table. Everything was sold from graphic t-shirts, jewlery, and tote bags. Shirts either supported the ballet troupe, or the current ballet theme. Some even supported the dancers' themselves. The designs were simple but elegant, and the prices reasonable. Aside from the apparel, candies and bottled beverages were sold as well.

Candles of varying sizes brought illumination inside the theatre and down the aisles. Ushers were dress in simple but tailored tuxedoes. They appeared polished and patient, waiting for the doors to open and guide people to their seats. The walls and ceiling were made of both dark wood and light marble; designs both simple and bold that naturally drew the viewer’s eyes to the stage.

Programs were handed to each guest as they were seated. The programs had various pictures of the performers, and well as small biographies for the principle dancers. A few articles were written about the theatre, the process of putting together the current ballet, and about the ballet itself. Right in the middle though, was a synopsis of each act for the wordless performance. After those that came on time were all seated, the lights went dim before the curtains parted and the ballet began.
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PostPosted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:54 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Act One, Scene One

Theseus, the Duke of Athens, is preparing the city for a large festival to mark his imminent marriage to Hippolyta. Egeus, a nobleman, enters the stage accompanied by his daughter Hermia, the man she loves named Lysander, and the man Egeus wants her to marry named Demetrius. He begs Theseus for the ancient Athenian right to either make his daughter marry Demetrius or have the power to kill her.

Theseus offers Hermia only two options: she must marry Demetrius or join a nunnery. He then departs with the other men, leaving Hermia and Lysander behind on stage. Lysander quickly convinces Hermia to sneak into the woods the next night so that they may get married at his aunt's house outside of Athens. She agrees to the plan.

Helena arrives and laments the fact that Demetrius only has eyes for Hermia, even though she loves him far more than Hermia ever could. Lysander tells her to not worry since he and Hermia are sneaking away that night. Helena, in a final soliloquy, indicates that she will tell Demetrius about Hermia's plans because that might make him start to love her again.

Act One, Scene Two

The assembled artisans gather and Peter Quince hands out several parts to a play they want to perform for the Duke's wedding. The play is based on Pyramus and Thisbe, and is meant to be a comedy and a tragedy at the same time. One of the actors, Nick Bottom, is afraid that if the make the lion in the play too real, it might frighten the ladies and get them all hung. They finally all agree to meet in the woods outside of the city the next night to rehearse their parts.

Act Two, Scene One

Robin Goodfellow, also called Puck, meets with a fairy who serves Queen Titania. She tells him that Titania is coming to the woods outside of Athens that night. Puck informs the fairy that it would be better if Titania and his master, Oberon, did not meet since they only quarrel when they do so.

Seconds later both Oberon and Titania arrive onstage, both accompanied by their respective fairy followers. Immediately they begin an argument, with both of them accusing each other of infidelity and jealousy. Titania has stolen a young boy whom she keeps with her and spends her time caring for. Oberon, jealous of the attention the boy is receiving, demands that Titania give the boy to him, a request she refuses.

After Titania departs, Oberon vows to get revenge on her for causing him embarrassment. He sends his puck to fetch some pansies, the juice of which is supposed to make a person love the first thing he or she sees upon waking up. Oberon's plan is to put the juice onto Titania's eyes while she sleeps, so that she will fall in love with the first animal she sees after waking up. Puck leaves him and Oberon hides himself.

Demetrius and Helena arrive in the woods right next to where Oberon is hidden. Demetrius tells Helena to go away, and that he does not love her even though she has told him about Hermia and Lysander trying to run away. She threatens to chase him down if he should try to leave her in the woods.

Oberon, having overheard the entire conversation, decides to make Demetrius fall in love with Helena. He tells Robin Goodfellow to take some of the juice and go anoint the eyes of the Athenian man in the woods, but doing so only when it is certain that the woman by his side will be the first person he sees. The puck agrees, and goes off to carry out his errand.

Act Two, Scene Two

Titania calls for a quick dance in the woods with her fairies, after which they sing her to sleep. Oberon takes the opportunity to sneak up and drop the pansy juice onto her closed eyelids. Soon thereafter Lysander and Hermia, tired of walking and having lost their way, decide to go to sleep as well. They lie down, but Hermia demands that Lysander sleep a short distance away in order to keep up her sense of modesty since she is not married to him yet.

The puck enters, having vainly searched the woods for an Athenian. He spies Lysander lying apart from Hermia and deduces that this must be the hard-hearted Athenian which Oberon spoke about. Robin Goodfellow quickly drops some of the juice onto Lysander's eyes.

Demetrius, followed closely by Helena, runs into the clearing where Lysander is lying asleep. She begs him to stop running away from her, but he refuses and leaves her there alone. Helena finally sees Lysander on the ground and shakes him awake, unwittingly becoming the first woman he sees when he opens his eyes. Lysander immediately falls in love with Helena, and tells her that he deeply loves her. She thinks it is a cruel joke and tells him to stop abusing her.

Helena leaver, and Lysander decides to forget about Hermia and follow Helena instead. Hermia wakes up because she is scared about a dream she has had in which a serpent eats her heart. She calls for Lysander, but he is no longer near her. She then leaves her bed to go search for him.

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PostPosted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 1:02 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Act Three, Scene One

The rustics and artisans arrive in the woods and discuss their play, Pyramus and Thisbe. Bottom is afraid that if Pyramus commits suicide with his sword, it might seem too real and cause the ladies to be afraid. As a result, they agree to write a prologue which tells the audience that Pyramus is really only Bottom the Weaver and that he does not really kill himself.

Next, Snout becomes afraid that Snug's role as the lion will cause a similar fear. Thus, they undertake to write another prologue to tell the audience that it is not a lion, but only Snug the joiner. The men further decide that Snug should speak to the audience directly and that half his head should be visible through the costume.

Finally they start to rehearse the play, with the puck eavesdropping in the background. Each of the actors makes several word mistakes, giving the phrases completely different meanings. The puck leaves when Bottom goes offstage, and reappears with Bottom, who now wears an asses head which the puck put on him. Bottom is blissfully unaware that he is transformed into an ass, and humorously asks the others why they run away from him.

At this point Titania wakes up and sees Bottom, with his asses head, and falls in love with him. She begs him to keep singing and making jokes for her, and entreats him to remain in the forest with her. She then calls four fairies in to take care of Bottom and lead him to her garden.

Act Three, Scene Two

Robin Goodfellow, the puck, returns to Oberon and tells him what has happened to Titania. Oberon is overjoyed that Titania is being humiliated in this way. He then asks about the Athenian he wanted to fall in love with Helena. At this point Demetrius and Hermia enter the stage.

Hermia is convinced that Demetrius has killed Lysander in his sleep, and in her fury she curses Demetrius for his actions. She finally storms away, leaving Demetrius to fall asleep in front of Oberon. Oberon, furious that Robin has ruined his plan to make Demetrius love Helena, sends Robin off to get her. The puck soon returns with both Helene and Lysander.

Helena believes that Lysander is only mocking her with his words of love, and tells him that his phrases have no substance. Inadvertently she wakes up Demetrius, on whose eyes Oberon has applied his pansy juice. Demetrius sees her and also falls in love with Helena.

In the midst of this quarrel over which man loves Helena more, Hermia arrives. She is shocked by Lysander's words and does not believe that he could possibly love Helena. Helena assumes that Hermia is part of the mockery, and chastises her for violating the close friendship which they have enjoyed since childhood.

Demetrius and Lysander begin to quarrel over Helena even more intensely, at which point Hermia breaks in and tries to stop Lysander. He spurns her, calling her a serpent and a dwarf, and finally leaves with Demetrius to fight over which man should get Helena.

Oberon and Robin step forward, having watched the entire spectacle. Oberon is furious about the mess that Robin has created and orders him to separate Demetrius and Lysander. He then tells the puck to make the men fall asleep, and to rub the juice on Lysander's eyes and make him see Hermia when he awakes. Robin mimics the mens' voices, causing them to follow shadows and sounds and effectively separating them.

Act Three, Scene Three

Robin leads both men until they fall asleep on the ground. He then finds the two women and brings them close to their "lovers" before letting them fall asleep as well. His last act is to sprinkle the juice into Lysander's eyes so that he will fall in love with Hermia when he awakes and sees her.

Act Four, Scene One

Titania and Bottom, still with an asses head, enter the stage followed by Titania's fairies. Bottom asks the fairies to scratch his head, and is hungry for some hay. Titania, completely in love with him, orders the fairies to find him food. Together they soon fall asleep.

Oberon enters and looks at his sleeping Queen. He tells the puck that Titania gave him her young boy earlier in the woods, and so it is time for him to remove the spell from her eyes. He orders Robin to change Bottom back to normal, but first he wakes up Titania. She at first thinks she dreamed about being in love with an ass, but then sees Bottom still asleep by her side. Oberon helps her off the ground and tells her that tomorrow they will dance at the weddings of Theseus and the other two couples.

Theseus, Hippolyta and Egeus arrive where the lovers are sleeping. They are in the woods to celebrate the May morning with hunting hounds in preparation of the day's ceremonies. Theseus sees the lovers and has them woken by sounding the hunting horns.

The lovers tell Theseus what they remember from the night before, and Lysander declares his love for Hermia while Demetrius speaks of his love for Helena. Theseus decides to override Egeus' will and have all three of them get married in Athens that day. They eventually all depart for Athens.

Bottom wakes up and realizes that he has been abandoned in the woods by his friends. He recalls what happened to him only as a dream. Bottom then returns to Athens.

Act Four, Scene Two

The artisans are lamenting the fact that the Duke Theseus is already married, as well as the other noblemen, which means they missed their chance to perform Pyramus and Thisbe at the wedding. Bottom finally arrives and tells the men to hurry to the festivities since there is still enough time to perform the play.

Act Five, Scene One

In the palace where Theseus and Hippolyta reside, the guests are waiting for some form of after dinner entertainment. Theseus has Egeus read him a list of possible performances, and Theseus finally settles on 'A tedious brief scene of young Pyramus and his love Thisbe: very tragical mirth' as the play he wants to see performed. Egeus tries to dissuade him, telling him that the actors are workingmen will no talent, but Theseus is adamant that he watch them perform.

The play is then performed, with numerous linguistic errors and incorrect references making it into a complete farce. Hippolyta condemns the play as being "silly" while Theseus defends it as being nothing more than imaginative. During the performance, Theseus, Lysander, Demetrius and Hippolyta add commentary which criticizes the action, and makes fun of the antics of the laymen.

At the end of the play both Bottom and Flute get up from where they are lying, supposedly dead, and offer to perform an epilogue or a bergamask (a type of dance). Theseus quickly intervenes and tells them they need no epilogue, but rather should only perform the dance, which they do.

Act Five, Scene Two and Epilogue

Puck enters with a broom and sweeps the stage. In a monologue he informs the audience that not even a mouse will disturb the lovers, and it can be inferred that he is protecting their bedchambers. Oberon and Titania arrive in order to bless the union of Theseus and Hippolyta. They perform a fairy dance and depart, leaving Puck alone on stage. Puck's epilogue begs forgiveness of the audience and says: If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here, While these visions did appear; (Epilogue, 1-4) indicating that if someone did not like the play, then he or she should imagine that it was all a dream.

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 9:55 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Jolyon was determined not to let his mind dwell on the misunderstanding induced argument just hours before. Serena at least was perfectly put together in her navy blue chiffon. It was draped into a sleeveless gown with a banded waist and and floated down into asymmetrical horizontal tiers of loose ruffles. Although the bodice was tight and the skirt not exactly flowing, it wasn't sheath either, complimenting her figure without showing off every curve. For his measure, he had shaved at the least, but one bit of frustration had boiled over to impatience, and he had given up on the cufflinks. Fortunately, his gray evening suit jacket managed to keep the cuffs in something of a manageable state.

It also mattered little for they arrived to take their seats just as the curtain was rising, the lights dim, and the stirring of performances waking the senses of the audience from anticipation to delight. Quite a delight it was in the skill and talents of the performers, both dancers and instrumentalists.

The topic, though Jolyon was familiar with the play in a rudimentary sort of way -- he had read it once years ago --, continued to needle at his mind. Misunderstandings, induced by magical elixirs in this case, affections misplaced or placed and betrayed, wove through the heart of it. It was hard for him not to glance to Serena a time or two and wonder if she had been more successful in setting aside their earlier misunderstanding than he had.

With determination, he set his thoughts squarely on the ballet being performed and in time, he felt his enjoyment overtake any other thought. Katarina's kindness in taking a moment to greet them afterward was a treat. Though the journey to return Serena to her residence was mostly silent or focused on the ballet in spurts of conversation, Jolyon felt they parted on good terms. While he would have wished the night to have gone well from beginning to end, he returned to his home with a smile, humming a tune from the ballet.
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 24, 2009 1:59 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

"Oh my god. Look at him!" Stefen's face lit up with excitement. "Why must he be straight?"

Mason laughed as he stepped into the hall, dressed for the ballet, and gave his neighbors a turn, Stefen and David looking on with a combination of admiration and jealousy. Mason's classic double breasted black tuxedo was neatly buttoned over the matching black vest and tie beneath.



Stefen clapped. "Look, I got him to use some product in his hair. Good job, Mason."

David surveyed Mason's hair which was brushed back, the waves still hinted at, resulting in a cosmopolitan look. "Did you cut it? It looks good."

Mason glanced back inside for Eva, checking his pocket for the tickets again, then he smiled.

Eva blushed as she stepped into the hallway, and smoothed her hands down the skirt of the new black dress Mason had bought for her. The small ruffles on the narrow straps gave way to a low scoop neck, and then fitted close until the flare of the short skirt made up of gauzy, lightly ruffled layers. Eva shifted her black clutch, and raised a hand to touch the silver St. Christopher medallion that hung in the center of her chest. At the last minute, she had swept up her hair in a loose natural bun, held in place by a variety of hard to spot bobby pins.



"Hi..." She reached shyly for Mason's hand, letting him guide her out of the apartment.

In the hallway, Mason lifted their joined hands and urged her into a slow spin. He was showing her off. Stefen and David applauded. "You look divine!" David looked at Stefen. "Breakfast at Tiffany's moment." Both neighbors nodded.

Eva blushed and mumbled. "Thank you. It's new." She glanced towards Mason with a little smile.

Mason smiled too, looking as if he was standing a bit taller, his chest out. Proud was the best word to describe him at the moment. He pulled the door closed and locked it. The key ring spun once on his finger and then dropped into his pocket. "Don't wait up boys." Mason gave them a wolfish grin and escorted Eva to the stairs and out.
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PostPosted: Tue Aug 25, 2009 6:57 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The handsome carriage Mason had hired pulled to a stop outside the theater.

Mason took control. His smile was easy as he helped Eva out of the carriage and moved to her side. He rested her hand in the crook of his arm as he guided her into the crowd moving for the steps of the theater. The bright lights and the excitement of the crowd had the air electric around them. Rhydinians in their finest strolled along. Greeting friends, avoiding enemies.

Eva took it all in, soaked it all up, and she did it without letting her eyes go wide and her mouth open in a gawp. She wasn't that much of a hick and she'd been to the ballet once before. Still, she seemed to enjoy the crowd, the energy, pulling close to him of course, and holding tight to his arm, but watching people nonetheless. The different fashions, the different pairings and groupings. A lot of the women were wearing floor length gowns, and she followed them with her eyes as they picked up the small trains for ease of walking.

Mason steered Eva unerringly through the crowd towards the door. His visits here with Lil, his former employer, had prepared him for the spectacle. Lil had enjoyed the theater, and he had accompanied her on many occasions as both bodyguard and escort until he'd been fired. The memory of the incident made him wince. Publicly, he'd been let go in disgrace after what had been described as an unprovoked attack on Lil's property. Privately, Lil knew the truth was very different, but for her own protection was keeping her distance and was staying with her nephew in the country. Lil was more than an employer to him. He and she had become fast friends. It wasn't the job he missed, Mason missed his friend.

Mason guided Eva on a walk around the lobby so they could look at the posters and decorations that had been done for the event. Eva looked for familiar faces, though she knew Eless and Rena were away traveling. As they walked Mason stopped one of the waiters and took a glass of champagne for Eva and another for himself.

As he took a sip of champagne, Mason looked out over the crowd. He lifted his hand to wave at a group near the stairs to the balcony. The gathering was what looked to be what he had called the Blue Haired Brigade. A collection of Rhydin's elderly wealthy women. The group that Lil was a part of. The women were clearly looking his way as they whispered among themselves. Not a single one was smiling and a few looked aghast that he had the nerve to wave at them. One of them snapped her fingers at one of the big males that seemed to be lingering in the periphery. They were most likely bodyguards, like he himself had been. Lil had started a trend.

The snapped at guard neared the gathering of women and then he too was looking over at Eva and Mason as he was whispered to by the woman who seemed to be at the center of the group. No doubt she was top dog with Lil out of town.

Eva had followed Mason's eyes and then his wave towards the group of women, and though she didn't immediately place them, she recognized brewing trouble immediately in the form of the bodyguard. She tucked her handbag beneath her elbow holding the champagne flute, and reached for Mason's hand with her free one. Her voice was quiet. "Let's go find our seats, biscuit."

Mason exchanged looks with the bodyguard who seemed ready to wade through the crowd towards them. At Eva's urging Mason nodded. Mouth set in a tight lipped line. He finished off his champagne as they moved through the milling crowd towards the theater door. Their joined hands lifted, despite the crowd around them, he placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand. A silent thank you to her. Determined not to let anything ruin this night for Eva, he tried to push that little incident aside and out of his mind as he handed the smiling usher their tickets.
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PostPosted: Fri Aug 28, 2009 7:10 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Mason was smiling as the usher led them down the aisle to the front row. The seats were already starting to fill, and, as with most crowds, those being ushered to the very front always got inquisitive glances and looks. Mason straightened as they walked. Like he had in the hallway of their apartment building when Eva had come out. He was walking proud and showing Eva off to the crowd.

They took their seats and the smiling usher gave them both their programs. Mason leaned towards Eva. His head tilted to look at the program in her lap even though he had his own. In front of them they could hear the orchestra taking their seats and a few of the stringed instruments being tuned. More and more people were filling the seats. The posters in the lobby had said the opening night was sold out and it appeared that way. The noise level was rising as the crowd was seated. Mason squeezed Eva's hand, the anticipation of the start of the show building. He grinned at Eva and whispered "Promise to wake me if I start to snore?

She laughed softly, and then turned the program towards him - the photo and bio of Katarina. "Look!"

His head tilted to look at the program in her lap. "Ah, there she is!"

Eva smiled, and then looked up towards the stage, eager for the show to begin.

Out in the lobby the lights flickered on and off three times to tell those lingering that the show was about to begin. Music started to rise from the orchestra pit as they began to play the prelude of the show. Mason squeezed Eva's hand as the lights went down. Eva smiled softly, the darkness a comfortable space to forget her troubles. She lifted their hands and gently kissed his before the music began, the curtain lifted, and the lights lit up the stage for the being of Act 1.
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Mason reluctantly tore his eyes from Eva as the curtain went up and the ballet began. His shoulder leaned towards her again, thumb caressing lightly on the back of her hand, a smile on his lips.

There was obvious delight in Eva's expression through much of the performance as the tableau unfolded on the stage. From the mix-up of lovers, the bounding Puck, the graceful fairies and Butterfly both Eva and Mason were enthralled by the ballet. He looked over the program with Eva between the acts to follow the progression of the story.

After the applause, the sound in the theater didn't drop much as the crowd began to talk and rise from their seats. Mason looked over to Eva, he was watching her face for reaction to the ballet. Well, he had stolen more than a few glances her way during the performance. He made no move to get up as he smiled at her. "So...?"

She smiled, her cheeks flushed as the crowd began to file out behind them. "So... that was pretty great..." She shifted her program on her lap, smoothed out the delicate ruffles on the skirt of her black dress, and looked at him. Her smile turned into a grin. "I didn't hear any snoring."

"Well, I had to be careful. Snoring would mean sleep and then I might dream and considering that dress." His eyes roamed the ruffles as his smile turned to a wolfish grin. "The resulting dream might have made things... stand out." He waited for the blush.

She blushed and swatted him. "Or you might end up in love with someone else." She laughed softly as she referenced the story, waving the program at him, and then turned to look, the crowd was mostly gone, so she stood, smoothing her hand down the back of her dress.

"Nope, I've already been shot with the arrow." Mason smiled as he stood up beside her and glanced around. Eva laughed as she slipped her hand into Mason's and they started moving for the aisle.
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PostPosted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:21 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

The performance was prompt, with the candlelights going out in the seating area, and actual lighting taking over the stage. Despite the full house, the audience went completely silent once the curtains lifted and the ballet started. Despite any nerves that the dancers held, the performance was near flawless, each dancer being animated and accentuating along the music for more humorous moments. With an intermission in between the middle acts, the ballet seemed to entertain despite the audience having to sit for a long period of time. When it was finally over, the dancers came on stage once more to give their finals bows, before the curtains fell again. Most patrons left, but some stayed in the theatre or the lobby to meet and greet the troupe members.

“Yeah, I’ll be ou’ ‘n a bi’.” Katarina finally scrubbed the majority of her performance make-up off so that she wasn't entirely dramatic looking once leaving backstage. Comfortable once more in her own clothes and normal shoes, she glanced around, and quickened her pace. Most of the performers had already made their way out to greet and thank the large group of patrons that still hadn't immediate left the opera house. Katarina didn't want to be the last one out.

Gathering her things, she started down the hall that led to the lobby, and quickly stopped to pull out her frivilous-looking hankie to catch her sneeze. Somehow her performance looked good despite feeling under the weather.

Finally, she made it out into the hall and into the lobby, where patrons and performers alike were buzzing about the performance. “Yeah, thanks. Glad ya liked it.” It seemed to be a phrase she repeated over and over again, going from one person to the next and shaking multiple hands. Usually, she didn't mind, but tonight, she wasn't much in the mood to perform after the show was already over. So with free opportunities she looked around for Locke, only he was no where inside. Maybe he was still in his seat, waiting? Finding an escape, she turned and went through the doors that led patrons to their sits. It was mercifully less crowded, and she started for the front.

Knowing where Locke's seat would be, she found it empty and frowned. About to turn on her heels, she just glanced to the other tickets she had given away, and found Mason and Eva still there, looking like they were about to leave, “Oh, Eva!” She called out first before weaving through a row to get to their aisle.

It took her a moment to register that the woman moving towards them was Katarina, after having gotten used to seeing her in costume. Then she smiled and waved, waiting instead for her to join her and Mason, “Hey...” Happy surprise in her eyes as she waved the hand holding her clutch and program. Mason looked over as he heard Eva's name called. Another reason he had been slow about leaving was approaching them. He smiled at Katarina's arrival.

“Glad ta see tha' ya'll could make it.” She made her way down the aisle and stopped when she was close enough, “ Hope ya had a nice evenin'.. sure look like ya did.” She gave a warm smile to the pair.

She exchanged a look with Mason, her suspicions also pretty much reaching critical mass. She looked back at Katarina, her warm smile holding steady, “Yeah, it seems we lucked into some tickets... really... you know, excellent seats.... you or Locke wouldn't happen to know something about that, would you?”

Mason started to chuckle as he looked between the pair. Finally settling on Kat to hear the answer to that.

“Oh, well...’ Katarina cleared her throat and rubbed the back of her neck. Really, she didn't know why she was surprised. Who else would send people ballet tickets? “Yeah, I migh' ta been given some real good seats an' passed 'em 'long ta some otha people.”

Eva laughed softly and nodded, glancing to Mason, then back, “We were planning on going anyhow...” just a tad defensive, “though maybe not on opening night... and not these seats but... “ then realizing that she failed to say the most important thing, she smiled again and nodded, “but thank you... I mean... it was great...” then laughing, “You were great!”

Mason squeezed Eva's hand gently and looked to Kat, “You were wonderful. It was a lovely adaption.”

“Thanks,” Katarina’s cheeks flushed as she looked between the pair, “I uh... I had no use fer th' tickets, mahself, yeah? An' well... yer friends o' mine, yeah?” She realized that she was trying to justify a kind thing, and just gave a grin.

Mason started to laugh, “Kat, babe. You may want to take that ballet slipper out of your mouth.”

Eva laughed too, leaning against Mason slightly, “It was very thoughtful... thank you for thinking of us, really.” Then she laughed again, ”Plus, I got to see you pretend to be in love with a donkey. Mason seemed on the verge of making a comment but stopped himself and chuckled some more.

“Ain't lived until ya hav'.” A playful wink to Eva, before giving Mason a distinct look. Her grin was playful, but she didn't add to the comment, and instead addressed the one he gave her, “An' trust me, I ain't nearly so graceful wit' words than I'm wit' dancin'. So,” for once, she didn't want the spotlight on her anymore, “How's th' new place comin' 'long? Er, Locke told me.” This by explanation of her knowledge
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There's a topic Eva liked. Her eyes shifted to Mason's as her smile warmed, then looked back to Katarina. "Slowly... but we're getting there. Mason got the curtains up and we got a couch for the living room..."

"And the best man-chair in the realm." Mason nodded. "Yeah. We are getting there."

"Ya put curtains up?" Katarina's expression was amused as she looked at Mason with a cheeky grin. "Well, shiny. Ain' had a chance ta see ya'll lately, wit' preparin' fer th' show an' all."

"Well, I picked them out." Eva laughed softly and nudged Mason with her body and then looked back at Katarina. "How about you and Locke? I think you guys moved in around the same time we did."

Mason grinned. "Figured it was a good idea before the guy across the street invested in binoculars."

Eva blushed and looked at down at her feet, which just made Mason grin more. Katarina laughed and swatted Mason's shoulder, but didn't further comment as she turned to Eva. "Yeah, we're doin' good an' th' place's comin' 'long. He's nah too helpful 'n th' decoratin', yeah?" She chuckled warmly. "Bu' we're leavin' ta go visit mah folks fer a coupl'a weeks here soon, so progress is kinda slowin' down."

Mason's brow furrowed. "I'd think he would be good at decorating since he's..yanno."

"Since he's wha'?" Katarina shot a curious look to Mason.

Eva looked surprised as well. "Yeah, me too... since he's so into fashion..."

"Fashion dude." Mason pointed at Eva as she said it. "That sounds better than seamstress."

Eva laughed, rolling her eyes at Mason. "Designer. Fashion designer."

Katarina couldn't help but giggle as well at Mason's title. "Well, he's bloody good a' bein' a designer, jist nah 'n th' house. Still, he's a good sport 'bout it, an' it gives me free reign."

"You should decorate with props from the show one night just to see his reaction." Mason nodded.

"Like wake 'im up wit' tha' donkey costume?" The image brought full laughter from Katarina.

"Among other things." Mason grinned madly.

Eva kept laughing and shaking her head. "I'd think I was still dreaming if Mason did that to me." Or on X, she thought to herself. She smiled and leaned towards Katarina, offering as if it were confidential, "I'm pretty lucky, Mason's pretty good at the decorating thing."

"Is he?" Katarina leaned forward, and pretended like Mason couldn't hear as she sized him up. "Dun look like no man-o'-th'-house decoratin' sor' o' fellow."

Eva grinned back. "I know, right!? He cooks, he decorates, he goes to the ballet. Tell me I didn't hit the jackpot?"

Mason took this cue to pose and pretend he couldn't hear. Hand went into his pocket like a male model showing off his tux.

"Hmm." A giggle exposed Katarina's facade as she then tried to catch his attention. "Kin ya dance a' all, Mista Mason?"

"Can he dance?" Eva was about to answer in the decided affirmative. Then she narrowed her eyes playfully and stepped in front of him possessively. "Hey now..."

"I've been known..." Mason chuckled as Eva stepped in front of him. He leaned and rested his chin on her shoulder.

Katarina held out her hands palm out in surrender, laughing. "Ya ask me a fair question. All I was doin' was tryin' ta investigate th' bes' answer." Her grin was cheeky. "'Sides, I dun wan'ta hav'ta shame th' man's dancin' skills."

"But, I'm high maintenence. I need to be fed regular. You girls hungry?"

Eva laughed, drawing Mason's arm across her front as their hands remained intertwined. "I could eat..." A glance to the chin on her shoulder, then towards Katarina, inviting.

Mason grinned at Eva and looked at Kat. "You know you are hungry.....you know it...your tummy will rumble soon."

Katarina had to briefly glance away at their physical attention, covering it up with another glance around to look for Locke. He'd probably already left with the rest of her family. And why pass up the opportunity to see friends that she just claimed she didn't have? "'m famished. Yanno wha' kinda rations they giv' ya back there?" She jerked a thumb to the stage.

Mason glanced up towards the box seats where the Blue Haired Brigade had their seats. Empty. "Good." He moved to Eva's side and offered Kat his other arm. "I know a great place just around the corner."
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