The Boards, Thursday [Auditions!]
Thursday meant that the same sign was up on the door:
AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky PictureJanuary 8th and 12th, 2012 ( Read more... )
AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky PictureJanuary 8th and 12th, 2012 ( Read more... )
"Look, I know what you think," she said, scrunching up her nose like she totally knew what he thought. "And I don't blame you, I've always thrown out such a jazzy line. But really...except for Doc...and you...Jose is my first non-rat romance. Oh, not that he's my ideal of the absolute finito," she assured the audience with a dismissive wave of her hand. "He tells little lies and worries about what people think and he wants to be the President of Brazil. I mean it's such a useless thing for a grown man to want to be and takes about fifty baths a day. I think a man should smell...at least a little bit. No, he's too prim and cautious to be my absolute ideal. If I were free to choose from anybody alive...just snap my fingers and say "Come here, you!"...I wouldn't pick Jose." Oh, she was wandering off into daydream land now. "Nehru maybe...or Adlai Stevenson or Sidney Poiter or Leonard Bernstein..." She snapped herself out of it and assured the audience, "But I do love Jose. I honestly think I'd give up smoking if he asked me to!" What greater token of love could she give?
She was a decent actress. Maybe not trained, like with her singing, but she had raw talent and knew how to use her expressions and her gestures.
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