Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tony was determined to understand Much Concern Over Nothing, so he'd rented a copy of the movie. He put the movie on with subtitles playing and had his copy of the play open in front of him to follow along. He paused the movie occasionally to make notes or to rewind it and watch something again.

Not the most exciting way to spend a Saturday night, perhaps, but at least it was unlikely to end with him in the ER.

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"It's Shakespeare," Tony said, remembering that Seregil was from another world. "You heard of him?"

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"There's a few rather large tomes by him in the Book Haven."

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"He's supposed to be one of the best writers in the English language," Tony said. "This stuff's over 400 years old." He gestured at the script.

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"I did think the syntax was a little archaic compared to what people usually use around here."

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"Yeah, no one talks like that anymore," Tony said. He watched Bastiana and Baldovino banter at each other. "It is funny, though," he admitted.

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"Guess that would be why it's still around after 400 years."

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"Yeah, it's not so bad," Tony said. He looked over at Seregil. "You ever do any acting?"

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Seregil cocked his head to the side. "Of a sort," he said.

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"Like what?" Tony asked, curious.

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"I've... ah.... done what I needed to do to blend in when I needed to."

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"Oh," Tony said. And then he was distracted as a shirtless, well-oiled Don Lanzo in leather pants slid off a massage table and said something villainous. "Um, well," he said, once the scene changed. "you should come out and audition. There's still a few parts open."

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"Do they involve leather pants?" Seregil teased.

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"Hopefully," Tony grinned.

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"Will you be wearing them?"

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Tony blushed. "Not my style."

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"Now that's a great pity," Seregil said.

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Tony's cheeks were still red. "I'm stage manager, dude. It doesn't involve dressing up."

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"Too bad. Maybe you should consider them regardless. They'd look good on you."

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"You come out and audition and maybe I could find a pair somewhere," Tony heard himself say.

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Seregil grinned. "Now that sounds like an offer I can't refuse."

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"Then we have a deal?"

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"Audition for you in leather pants," Seregil clarified. "Deal."

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"Good," Tony grinned, his cheeks still flushed. "Come out on Tuesday to The Boards and I'll introduce you to the directer. Do you know where the theater is?"

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Seregil nodded. "I know where it is."

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"Cool," Tony said. "You want to take a look at the script?" He offered Seregil the book.