"Damos, is that you?"
"Hey! Get your hands off my woman!"
No sooner had Papillion tumbled right through the overhead window, the door of the great theatre was tugged right open from the inside. I had meant to represent my master in a most professional way.. but I could not keep my eyes off the woman. Nor she, me. Within moments we had embraced and kissed one another.. sinking to the theatre's dusty floor in an uncontrollable urge to succumb to passion's fruit, when a trio of Actors had shown up to collect their scripts and cajole one another as well as me, once they realized they'd stumbled upon a tryst in the making.
Papillion and I rose to our feet rather swiftly as we smoothed away the unrequited beginnings of our love, and I did introduce her to the Actors. Cronus the Ugly seemed particularly enamored of her.. to the point he'd threatened to wollup me good if I touched his woman again.
All throughout the day until sunset, I stole from her as many kisses as time would allow between the constant interruptions. More than fifty Actors had come and gone, as well as a good handful of Musicians. And though I maintained a cool front.. every single one of them wondered where Marius was. In all his many decades directing the most prestigious of theatre troupes, he has never missed a single day.
