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Yei was quite enthusiastic about coming with her today, so Hinata had obliged and now there were the two of them to open up the shop. Making sure to put out cookies, and setting a pot of tea to steep, she devoted herself to making sure the store was in order neat and tidy-like.

Then, while Yei played Grand Adventurer amongst the shelves, Hinata settled in one of the chairs with her copy of the script.

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Dinah came in before play practice, her copy of her play in her hand, face set to permanent "blush."

"Hi Hinata can we just read the play and not talk at all I seem to have come down with a medical condition that makes me a verbose idiot please?"

"I can o-only hope the play p-prevents more of what has been happening all day," she said, looking up with a faint smile, "I n-never want to go to c-class again. Yes, please, the p-play. And hope that they a-are telling the truth within it."

"Oh, what happened to you?" Dinah slapped her hand over her mouth, but the question was already out there. "Mmpphg Leto mpphhhh Rohnmphh mmmll mmme."

Yeah, good strategy.

She flushed horribly. "Liir a-and in c-class, planning for a--"

Hinata shut her mouth, hands over it, and just looked horrified. Oh, this was going to go well.

"Leto?" she squeaked out. And then really, seriously, wished it hadn't.

Even with her hands over her mouth, Dinah seemed doomed to tell the truth, nodding hard. "Is really hot without his shirt," she mumbled through her fingers, feeling like she wanted to scream. "Oh god, sorry about Liir let's read the play now, now good for you? It's good for me!"

"He's in t-the play," Hinata squeaked, "and n-now I'm going to be looking and t-that's not fair."

Today was the worst day every, Hinata was coming to that conclusion. "The p-play, yes, please. W-What act, what s-scene? Right from the start, and p-pretend we're everyone so we don't h-have to talk at all about a-anything else?"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry but he really is and you're a genius and you start first and maybe we can calm down enough to oh god I don't want to go to rehearsal," Dinah took a breath, gulped, and said, "First line!"

"F-First line," she said, hurridly flipping to the very front of the book. "Maybe r-rehearsal won't happen, maybe Geoffrey-san won't want everyone like t-this--it is everyone right? Not just u-us--"

She shook her head. "The p-play, I'm g-going, you t-take the second half of the Chorus:

O f-for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of i-invention,
A kingdom f-for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the s-swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; a-and at his heels,
Leash'd in l-like hounds, should famine, sword and fire
Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all..."

It was not, admittedly, her best reading ever considering the sheer amount of desperation she directed into saying nothing but what she was reading.

"The flat u-unraised spirits that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object: c-can this cockpit hold
The vasty f-fields of France? or may we cram
Within this wooden O the v-very casques
That did affright the air at A-Agincourt?"

"O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work."

Having to take a breath made Dinah gulp, and gulp, and then wave in relief to Hinata, then hurry into the next part of the text to keep herself calm.

"Suppose within the girdle of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:
Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i' the receiving earth;
For 'tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them here and there; jumping o'er times,
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,
Admit me Chorus to this history;
Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play."

And another breath, and "At least we'll be really really familiar with this when we get to rehearsal?"

"This is t-true, though I predict he'd not be impressed w-with the speed at went we flew t-though it."

A breath.

"My l-lord, I'll tell you; that self bill is urged,
Which in the eleventh year of the last k-king's reign
Was like, and had indeed against us pass'd,
But that t-the scambling and unquiet time
Did push it out of f-farther question."

They managed to kill most of the hour, just going back and forth like that, each time one of them got out of breath, the other one picking up. Near the end, Dinah was calm enough to say, "Okay. Thank you so much, you rule, I don't want to kiss you're 'cause you're a girl-- nnngh!-- but metaphorically I do. And next week maybe we'll do this in a way that's not so much on meth, hunh?"

"I w-would rather you didn't kiss me," she blurted, "as I l-like you, but not that w-way. And yes, n-next week would be m-much better and w-we could actually f-focus on our parts unless this island decides to b-be awful again. I hope it d-doesn't, and now I hope I d-didn't jinx it."

"Yay you're not insulted, woo, and I hope you didn't either, although I can't think of anything worse than this except now I just did nnnngh script, we have to stick to the script!" She took a breath. "Okay. Rehearsal. And if Geoffrey tells us we suck, we can emigrate to Timbuktu."

"Do you know h-how to get there?" she asked. "I h-have money, if that is an i-issue, though father would n-not be impressed if I did something like that a-at all."

Deep breath. "I think, p-perhaps, that we should s-stop anything but the script."

"No, but for this, I'd find out," Dinah pledged. "And yes. Script only! Alone! Finito!"

"Script," she babbled, "w-we've got Rehearsal s-starting soon don't we? We s-should go, I can p-pick up Yei after it, she'd only b-be awkward in the theatre."

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