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The girls are checking their figures (and who can blame them) before a full length mirror in their dressing room. Strewn about are old props from performances past, including, conveniently, ropes and silk scarves, which will soon become relevant. Preparing for tonight’s production, the girls are alone in this part of the building. Everybody else is enjoying a late lamb lunch at the Performers Thighs public house, you know the one, down on Lineage Street? The girls, ever the consummate professionals, are skipping luncheon, and preparing their lines. Or, we should say, they were about to be, for all of a sudden, they have just heard one of those dreaded BB noises!