I'm really sick of this stupid show.
[Yes, here's the manager of the Felton, ready to finally talk about that atrocious rock opera.]
First, this kid tells me that he needs way too much money to do this show. Then, he drives off all of his actors and has to get new ones. Now, I have mothers from M.A.N. lining up at the box office to complain about how dangerous it is for their kids to go here. [He sighs.] I washed my hands of this stupid show weeks ago when they first talked about it. But now Mr. Felton isn't going to do anything about it and we're having even bigger problems.
[Geez, Riku. Complaining much? He huffs and pushes a hand through his hair.]
...Sorry. It's been a hectic week but after this, I'm taking some time off until the Christmas performances. I have things I want to do and I'm not going to get them done being stuck behind a desk and listening to people complain.
[Like planning for Christmas, doing shopping, and making sure Sora isn't going to go all out. He wishes Aslan was around still.]
Roxas, I'm coming over for some coffee. Or some hot cocoa.
[Private to Sora and Kairi]
So... Ritsuka's birthday is on the 21st. We should do something for it, but nothing too big, okay?