If that doesn't work out I will give some of the street people, who knew them both, a try. I expect that I still know a couple of them," Royce informe... me."Jane and I will wait for you hear, so don't forget you are our taxi," I informed him."Right, I'll give you a call and you can decide, when I call it a day," he suggested.I talked to clients, potential clients and people who knew potential clients for the rest of the afternoon. Between those calls I spoke with Royce twice. The Welfare hotel. Her, body bounced on the hard floor, until the metalled road was reached, and things improved, then improved once more as the turned onto a better main road, the little van buzzing along for some time till it abruptly slowed and then stopped the engine finally coughing itself to silence, and the door of the cab slamming, before silence reigned and she was left alone and shaken in the cold steel van body, rain now tap tapping on the roof. She lay getting her breath back trying desperately to. ”“Yeah. Even I like the way she moves and I’m totally hetero.”Auditions were good if a bit long. I had seventy-five students trying out for thirteen roles, a few extras, and a dog. That last one was a surprise, but one of the guys wanted to audition for the part of Crab. He did a good job, too. I might have reconsidered the idea of using an invisible dog and casting the guy except for Traci’s audition with the leash and invisible dog.Traci, I found out, was the product of a local youth theatre. The only reason I was even passing that class was because I paid attention, fantasizing that instead of teaching the class he had me bent of his brown desk filled with student's papers and homework assignments punishing me for not turning in my homework.One time I even asked to go to the bathroom to handle myself because it got so bad. I raised my hand as I bit my lip, my pink long fake nails scratching against my palm as I waited for him to answer me. Once he finally did I stuttered at first.