[Open to All Auditioners] Casting Call for Agatha Christie's The Mousetrap

[howmanylives]

After the Island's latest prank on Halloween, Jamie was, admittedly, concerned that not enough people would show up for auditions. He'd considered postponing the casting call for a later date, but had, ultimately, decided against it. The snowstorm was such a vital component to the play's plot that the idea of performing it in tropical weather didn'

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[getemtiger]

"No, he really isn't," Mary Jane agreed lightly, looking up at him, having ducked her head. Mostly, it was a way of buying herself a little bit of time. She was sure she could remember something of Cecily's, but it wasn't as if she had practiced, and the last thing she wanted was to screw up when she was pretty sure that had gone fairly well. As for the comment about having done her homework, she could only hope that he took it as a good thing. Catherine's monologue was one she had used for some time, but it wasn't like the appropriateness of the last couple lines had escaped her.

That wasn't worth worrying about, though, and after a few seconds, pausing to run over words in her head, she nodded. "So yeah, I can give you something of Cecily's."

Cecily being a much different character than Catherine, and one she wanted to play well despite this being for the sake of the accent, she gave herself a moment as she had done before, taking a few deep breaths before she smiled slightly, and began to speak. "Well, ever since dear Uncle Jack first confessed to us that he had a younger brother who was very wicked and bad, you of course have formed the chief topic of conversation between myself and Miss Prism," she said somewhat loftily, lifting one shoulder, as if it were something that ought to have been obvious. She only hoped that her dialect wasn't too rusty, having not been used since she'd done the show. "And of course a man who is much talked about is always very attractive. One feels there must be something in him, after all. I daresay it was foolish of me, but -" She paused just a moment, for effect more than anything else, the corners of her mouth lifting a little higher, like one just barely trying to suppress a wider smile while sharing something exciting. "I fell in love with you, Ernest."

[howmanylives]

"That'll be enough," he said, holding up a hand once she'd finished. Taking a moment to scribble another note or two under what he'd already written, he looked up, flashing her a smile. She'd easily been among the most prepared so far, which was promising to say the least. "Thank you, Mrs. Parker."