She snuck a look out at the crowd through the curtain, and I could see her body sag in disappointment.
"Barely a quarter full, if that. What is the point of doing the classics if no-one cares?"
I quickly took a look myself, and then pointed at a young woman near the front, looking bored.
"See her? This could well be the most important moment in her life, as this is the night she falls in love with Shakespeare."
My co-star looked excited, right up until the girl's mother dragged her out, complaining about the language all the way out.
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