The Boards - LAST NIGHT OF PERFORMANCES! - Thursday, 12/10

[suit_of_sables]

So far, so good. Nothing had exploded, no one was a beaver, and there was not a single ice rink to be seen. Maple syrup was absent, was any other unfortunate substance. No one tasted like anything specific--

This might in fact be a production without something going wrong, though Geoffrey wouldn't even quite think the thought for fear of jinxing it.

...little did he know, of course.

[ocd up!]