Down The Rabbit Hole
My Mind's Eye
“Ok! You guys did great today! Fantastic job! The critics will be raving in tomorrow’s reviews! I can almost smell it! Now before everyone leaves for the night, I have one last thing to say. Yes, please, gather around company! So, we have a very special guest for our performance in two days. I ask that in these days leading up to said performance that none of you use any scented cosmetics. So for you girls, perfume, deodorant, scented oil baths or other such things are off limits for these two days. Simple body lotion is ok. Guys, no cologne or god forbid Axe deodorant. Just your usual shampoo and conditioner and body wash, nothing else. It is imperative that you all follow these instructions! This may sound ridiculous, but there is to be no mistakes! And on the night of the performance I shall be requiring that you all stay a while after the performance is done. Perhaps an hour or two. Is everything understood company?”
“YES DIRECTOR!”
“Good! I will see you all tomorrow for practice. Now go!”
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“Well…what the hell do you think that was about?”
“I dunno. Just do what the director says.”
“But Tiff! I love bubble baths!”
“Oh geez Diana, it’s just for two days. Surely you can live without a bubble bath for two days!”
“Ugh! Whoever this person is, they better be some huge big-shot that can possibly invest in our company. I have a feeling this guy’s a huge ert, I mean, who else comes up with such a preposterous request?”
“Oh Diana…anyways, you wanna meet up tomorrow to grab breakfast with me before we come to practice?”
“Yea, sounds good Tiff, I’ll see you tomorrow. Coffee Corner by your apartment right?”
“Yep. Night Princess Diana.”
“Yah! Just because I like bubble baths doesn’t make me a princess!”
“No, you’re right, but you’re pink canopied four-poster bed, your numerous diamond tiaras, your huge mansion, your chauffeur, your house full of butlers and maids, and your aggravating drive-me-up-the-wall wh
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