"Miranda! Why are you turning the waltz into a three-legged race?"
"Thomas, I've trained for this level of accordion-like twisting since I was 8!"

**The shadow spins uncontrollably within the chaotic energy zest of a brightly spinning disco bulb that has mistaken Tupperware for orchestration!**

Was that a samba or a duck-waddle-flop? The debate continues...
Don't miss the shadows clutching their invisible audition scripts.
They are SHOCKINGLY good. The curtain must *NOT* fall.