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[We open on somewhere on the Riffing Academy campus, where a lot of construction is going on. It looks like festival grounds of some kind, punched up with the kind of set design to be expected from the love child of a film school and an engineering college. They’re advertising for something labeled “STUNT FEST ’25,” with all sorts of rides, games and show grounds for performers being erected on the main runway and surrounding grass.
In the middle of it all are Ricky and Joe, walking with Peorth as they pace the grounds together, Peorth diligently taking notes on certain sets she’s inspecting. The boys seem to have gotten over Peorth’s flub last time, although they still have some things they want to say…]
Ricky: Look, ma’am, next time you want to drop some slapstick on us, give us some advance warning!
Joe: Lady, you’re lucky you’re hot enough that I’ll let it slide! This time.
Ricky: *snickering* With someone like her? I’m certain next time’s bound to be a “this time.” And the one after that…
Peorth: My, my! Aren’t I blessed to be joined by such good sports?
Joe: You’re a goddess. I’m sure you make your own blessings.
Peorth: I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that. *coquettishly looking around, searching the skies* But what a world it would be if we could grant our own wishes…at any rate, did you boys invite yourselves along for my set inspection just to scold me?
Ricky: No, this is about the riff.
( Barnum and Bailin’ )
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( The Inane Clown Posse )
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Ricky: I feel like we need to make up for that a bit. Mind giving us a ride in one of those show cars?
Peorth: Nice try, but you don’t get an emotional support car just for asking.
In the middle of it all are Ricky and Joe, walking with Peorth as they pace the grounds together, Peorth diligently taking notes on certain sets she’s inspecting. The boys seem to have gotten over Peorth’s flub last time, although they still have some things they want to say…]
Ricky: Look, ma’am, next time you want to drop some slapstick on us, give us some advance warning!
Joe: Lady, you’re lucky you’re hot enough that I’ll let it slide! This time.
Ricky: *snickering* With someone like her? I’m certain next time’s bound to be a “this time.” And the one after that…
Peorth: My, my! Aren’t I blessed to be joined by such good sports?
Joe: You’re a goddess. I’m sure you make your own blessings.
Peorth: I’m afraid it doesn’t work like that. *coquettishly looking around, searching the skies* But what a world it would be if we could grant our own wishes…at any rate, did you boys invite yourselves along for my set inspection just to scold me?
Ricky: No, this is about the riff.
( Barnum and Bailin’ )
***
( The Inane Clown Posse )
***
Ricky: I feel like we need to make up for that a bit. Mind giving us a ride in one of those show cars?
Peorth: Nice try, but you don’t get an emotional support car just for asking.