Der Eingang des Stadttheater

Der Eingang des Stadttheater

*seufzend am Stadttheater vorbeigehen will, aber stehen bleibe*
//Wow, meine Freunde werden die Hauptrollen ergattern und
mich ignoriert man ...// *weiter gehen will und vor mir her singe*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Der Eingang des Stadttheater

Rachel beobachtet aus dem Fenster:

Der Regiesseur bemerkt Sydney*
Das war wirklich schön! Waren sie nicht auch auf der Aftershow party?

Re: Der Eingang des Stadttheater

*erschrocken stehen bleibe* Ja, wieso? *nervöus Haare zurückstreiche*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Der Eingang des Stadttheater

Ich bin Gene Dilcey, der Intendant des Hauses. In wenigen Wochen beginnen die Proben für Cats. Möchten sie nicht auch zum Vortanzen kommen? Sie scheinen viel Talent zu haben.

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Ich weiß nicht ... Vortanzen? *nervöus zu Boden blick*
Ich bin keine große Tänzerin, Mr. Dilcey ... 

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

Re: Der Eingang des Stadttheater

Kommen Sie bitte.. Ich denke in ihnen steckt mehr als sie glauben.

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Okay ... *lächel* Wann soll ich kommen?

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!

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Nächste Woche Samstag. Ich freue mich.
*Der Direktor geht wieder ins Theater*

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Dank! *grinsend gehe*

         
                             I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when hope was high and life worth living ...
                      I dreamed that love would never die! I dreamed that God would be forgiving!
                                            Then I was young and unafraid. Dreams were made and used and wasted!
                             There was no ransom to be paid. No song unsung, no wine untasted!