Their words, mostly noises

[thinkmemad]

Harper was as happy as a clam, which was unusual, to say the least. She certainly caught dear Uncle Claude's minor outburst as the curtain went down for intermission, spotting her mother, Greta, attempt to calm him down. To her surprise and relief, they had stayed until the very end, though leaving before she had come out to greet the audience

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[comeon_imaguy]

Frank took a moment behind stage before heading out to the lobby. He took the wig off, scratching his head quickly before replacing the long brown locks, and adjusted his clothes. He jumped up and down, grinning like a madman, then finally followed the rest of the cast out into the already ridiculously full lobby.

Of course the play was the thing. Of course the play was the best part, but he'd never stop getting a kick out of how almost everyone seriously thought he was a girl! There could be no better proof of how good an actor he was than how often he heard variations of the phrase "I had never seen 'Frank' as a girl's name before!" Or "I remember when I had legs like yours, darling~" Depending on Frank's mood, he sometimes politely corrected his adoring fans, let them bask in their ignorance, or (most often at the end of a long run of shows) would loudly shout in the middle of the lobby I HAVE A DICK AND I'M PROUD OF IT!

Frank Flute, dressed as Penelope and pulling off those green heels very well, stepped into the lobby and looked around.

[thinkmemad]

Harper had been engaged in a conversation with one of her past English teachers, hearing praise after praise, honestly trying not to yawn from all of it. Yes, she could be a brilliant playwright, she knew.

She smiled a little when Frank arrived and waited a moment before greeting him with a polite nod of her head, her grin widening.

"Ah, the lady greets the public," Harper joked quietly.

[comeon_imaguy]

Frank curtsied slightly, grinning stupidly at the girl. "Wouldn't do to keep my adoring fans waiting!"

He gently elbowed her side, moving to stand next to her and survey the crowd. "You did good."

[thinkmemad]

"You love it," she observed with a chuckle, lightly rolling her playbill.

"Thanks," she added. "You too. I think you really enjoy this part of the night."

[comeon_imaguy]

"Of course I do! What's the fun in being an actor -- or doing anything -- if you don't get credit for it?"

[thinkmemad]

"I am a supporter of giving credit where it's due," Harper said, shooting a smile to one of the parents who had given her a rather wary look.

[comeon_imaguy]

"What sort of credit are you giving me?" Frank said with a friendly leer.

[thinkmemad]

"Successfully playing a girl while somehow maintaining your manhood?"

[comeon_imaguy]

Frank paused. "Not what I was expecting, but I will so take it."

[thinkmemad]

Harper nodded. "Oh good, good. But-- I won't keep you from your public any longer." She gestured at the crowd. "Good show, Frank."

[comeon_imaguy]

Frank smiled, wrapping an arm around Harper's shoulders and tugging her in for a loud kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, babe! You coming to the party after, right? Riiiight?"

[thinkmemad]

Ack, people touching her. But, she just chuckled again and gave a little shrug.

"I'll probably be there," Harper said. "Most likely."

[comeon_imaguy]

"Good. I don't where it is yet, but one of the lighting guys said we might be able to crash his house. Don't leave without me giving you more details, okay?"

[thinkmemad]

Harper nodded, still unsure if she should show up to the party or not. Then again, keeping up appearances was important. "I'll be here."

[slowofstudy]

AND a wild Snug appears!

She skipped her way down the hallway, into the lobby, happy as ever. So the crew didn't get as much recognition. She didn't mind much, though. The applause told her everything she needed to know.

"YOU, hello," she pointed at Frank. "You're smashing!"

[comeon_imaguy]

Frank gasped, pointing at himself. "Me! I am smashing! And you're my favorite girl ever!" He grabbed her, pulling the blonde in for a tight hug.