A/N: A short free-write done during drama today thanks to lots of crazy inspiration (Thursday, endless rehearsals for Copacabana, Finding Neverland, and who even knows what else). This is supposed to have really cool spacing, but it won't let me on here. You can check my MySpace blog to see the spaced version.

Act 1

The stage is set
Curtain drawn
He's in the aisle
(eyes on her?)
(she just can't tell)

It's hard to tell

He talks so strange
It just keeps changing
She doesn't care
She can't care
She will always care

She'll always be his perfect actress
He just might never know