“BRILLIANT! GROUNDBREAKING! A LAUGH A minute!” So the members of the audience marveled to one another as they rushed to the lobby, for they all assumed it must be intermission. “The best first-act finale since Attila the Hun in Iambic Pentameter. Now, shall we purchase some snacks?” Penelope’s review would have to wait. “Alexander! Beowulf! Cassiopeia! Where have you gone? Wait! Wait for me!” Manners forgotten, she pushed and elbowed her way through the lobby doors and stood on Drury Lane, frantically calling, “Children! Where are you?” By now the pirate actors (or actor pirates, if you prefer) had also emerged from the theater, still in character, and still in pursuit of the Incorrigibles. Their cries of “Harr!” and “Scurvy brats!” rang all around her. Were they acting? Penelope could not tell. She was fearful for the children, but she was also furious to the point of being in very high dudgeon indeed. Imagine, three perfectly nice children and their governess attend the theater, which ought to be a cultural and educational experience of the highest order, and they get attacked by pirates instead!
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