Fashion! Etc., Etc.!
The Danger Shop was set up like a runway in Milan. There were lights! There was noise! There were stick figures with big poofy lips complaining as their hair was put up into ridiculous coifs backstage with the students!
"Hello, darlings," Edna said, wheeling the rack of costumes (save one, naturally) into the room. "You have all proven to be...mostly adequate...these last few weeks in terms of creativity and not being blown up. Today you will demonstrate the lines and flow of my beautiful costumes!" Her hands flew up over her head.
"...which you also helped to design, et cetera, et cetera," she finally added. "Get changed, listen for the music and then strut, darlings! Try not to trip over things and end up on Youtube. Oh, and watch out for the lasers. You are superheroes, after all."
With that she disappeared through the curtain to join the audience.
"Hello, darlings," Edna said, wheeling the rack of costumes (save one, naturally) into the room. "You have all proven to be...mostly adequate...these last few weeks in terms of creativity and not being blown up. Today you will demonstrate the lines and flow of my beautiful costumes!" Her hands flew up over her head.
"...which you also helped to design, et cetera, et cetera," she finally added. "Get changed, listen for the music and then strut, darlings! Try not to trip over things and end up on Youtube. Oh, and watch out for the lasers. You are superheroes, after all."
With that she disappeared through the curtain to join the audience.