Frank walked out from behind the curtain wearing a judges robe, and stepped on the silver box. Upon stepping on the box, he began to sing and the song he sang was so good, it was almost... Science fiction.
After his performance he walked off the stage and let both Janet with her newspaper and Brad come and sit on the silver block. The block having transformed into a car.
As they sat, Brad spoke, "Isn't it so quirky of us to be engaged?" Janet smiled at that, "Well, I'm not like other girls Brad, so of course we're engaged." She said as she pushed some hair behind her ear.
Suddenly there was a loud bang! And Janet screamed out in fear. Although Brad did not care, he comforted her, "Calm down my precious little pumpkin pie, I'm gonna gi see what's wrong."
As Brad moved to sit up and "step out of the car" Janet grabbed his arm "I'm coming with you for unspecified reasons." And then Janet coughed "I'm scared you'll leave me and if you were to die society would leave me with no way to live" and Janet coughed again.
Brad smiled down at her and patted her head, "Well of course Janet, because I'm a big strong man!"
And if you listened closely, you could almost hear the narrator, me, calling Brad a sexist idiot when he says that.
So Janet and Brad step out of the car. Janet is holding some newspaper that does not matter over her head to signify that it's supposed to rain. They both stand in place fake walking, Janet a foot taller than Brad.
Suddenly, a door rolls out to the middle of the stage and the one who pushed it out opens the door and peeks his body through.
It's RiffRaff, there to kindly greet his guests, "Hello sweet leetle cheeldren, I’m Reeffraff, what seems to be the problem?" He pauses " You’re wet."
Janet looks at RiffRaff as though he were stupid. "Yes, it's raining," she says with mild annoyance.
Riffraff pauses for a moment and thinks before saying, "Hmm, well then, come eenside."
And he gestures to the open space behind as Janet and Brad step through the door and it is pushed to the other end of the stage.
