Oh yeah, that thing.
Does anyone in Thunder Bay want to come to a murder mystery on Friday (i.e. two days from now)? Excuse for fancy dress, for hanging out, for pretending that we are all socialites who take trains around for a living. If so, kindly choose from The Businessman, The Conductor (it is on a train), The Doctor, The Lord, The Magician, The Peasant, The Tennis Star, and The Violinist. Worry not over petty gender roles! We shall fly by the seat of our pants, and touch the stars.