“He’s great. His husband will be auditioning. He has a great voice and is… Well, you’ll see. I shouldn’t say anything.”
“Oh, no, you should. If you got gossip, I want to know,” I chuckled.
“I knew we were going to be best friends.”
“Do they do a dance audition?”
“Typically, we do an easy movement audition in groups. They all learn it at once and then do it in groups of eight. You can feel free to change whatever you want. But when it comes to dancing, there are only a few people who have any training. Some of the cheerleaders are usually in front, if you know what I mean. Oh, and Andre from last night is pretty good, as long as he’s not being a dick. He’s fun until he’s not, if you catch my drift.”
“Is there a dance school in town?”
“No.”
“Maybe that’s something that we could add to our weekend activities here. I could teach it,” I said before I thought better about it.
“Why stop there? We could do weekend seminars on auditioning and voice. Maybe even an acting class. We could charge something for it. It would help our bottom line, that’s for sure. How much would you charge for a dance class?”
“Uh… I have no idea. In New York, I paid a five-hundred-dollar membership fee to take classes. Would twenty dollars a class be too much? In the summer, we could do it on the deck if it’s not too hot.”
“I’ll check with some of the dance schools around the area for what their pricing is. Any way that we bring more money into our budget is a great thing.”
“I’ll write up something. Maybe we could do twenty students. I’ll have to talk to Jim and see if we have the space for that manyin the theatre. We’d also have to make sure it works with the schedule.”
“What works with the schedule?” Jim kissed Buffy on the cheek and picked up his coffee. “Thanks, sis.”
“Finn had an idea of offering classes here at the theatre. I think that they’d be pretty damn successful, and the extra money would be great.”
“Yeah, the schedule…” He ran his hand over his buzzed head. I bet it felt like velvet. “The theatre is pretty booked most of the time through the year. I mean, we could use the deck, sometimes, I guess. I think it’s… definitely an idea… But I’m not sure you realize what your schedule will be like most of the time. We’re in a small lull right now. But with auditions next week and then rehearsals, you’re nights are going to be busy.”
“What’s the time between the final show and the next audition?”
“Different almost every time. Sometimes auditions happen before the last show closes.”
“Do we have all of this on a calendar. I really like to see things organized visually.”
“I’ll take care of that today. I can go and buy one of those big calendars, and we can hang them on the wall over there.” She pointed to a large blank wall on the far side of our office.
“Whatever. I’m… I love the ideas you’re having. But with our seven-show schedule, the stage is booked. After six almost every night.”
“Every night?”
“Come on Broadway, you know how it is.”
“Seven shows. We have Annie, and then Steel Magnolias, but what’s after that?”
“Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, A Christmas Carol, Godspell, and Our Town,” Jim rattled them off quickly.
I groaned. “Annie and Charlie, huh? Any chance of changing a title or two?”
“It would be… No, not really. I’m afraid you’re stuck. We’ve already printed the season postcard for marketing.” Jim crossed his arms. I could tell he was getting annoyed with me.
“I tell you boys what,” Buffy broke the tension. “I think you should take Finn on a small tour today and show him around. That way, he can get to know his new town, and it gives me some time to get the calendar set up so we can plan our year. Doesn’t that sound fun?”
“Actually, quite the opposite. I was gonna start the lighting plan for Annie.”
“I don’t even know where to buy toothpaste,” I shrugged. “Besides, it’s a gorgeous day.” I looked up at him and smiled.
“If that’s what you want, boss.” The side of his mouth twitched. “You sure you want to walk around town dressed like that?”