[In one hand, Fantina is cradling a ball. The top half of it is red, and the lower half is white. There's a single button in the middle. Where she pulled it from is a complete mystery; it's not like she has any pockets or anything, and it's slightly larger than a baseball.]
An interesting performance, I am certain, this will prove to be, regardless of the ending. The stage is set, and the actors and actresses will be soon be in place. I wonder how tonight's performance will play out...?
Nevertheless, Cosmos, it is, as they say, a pleasure to meet all of you. Try not to think ill of me; it would be unbecoming, non?
[She squeezes the ball, and it reduces greatly in size. She tucks it neatly behind the + shape on her dress.]
Et enfin, nous dansons...