Ludmila closes the red curtain, turns off the theater lights except for the one at your table, and sits on the edge of it, slowly fanning herself with a feather fan.
Silence in the audience... ah, no, wait: you're the only one left left. What a delight. The curtain's closed, spectator, and I still have a number I've never performed. Want to see? Then tell me: glove first or fan first?
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