- Chapter 25 - Blocking and Talking -
Warnings: Teasing, talking, it's really all fluff lol
Third Person POV
"Alright, now," Samuel Johnson looked around at the cast, "the next line is Emilio's solo."
Emilio beamed.
"Want to try it?" Samuel asked Emilio.
Emilio nodded.
"Remember what I taught you," Samuel told Emilio, stepping back a bit.
Emilio stepped up. "Look at me! I'm the King of New York!" he sang as he did his tap solo. "Suddenly-" his two feet hit the ground as he said the beats in his head, bang, bang. "-I'm respectable, staring right at ya. Lousy with stature!" He tipped his hat.
Quentin Miller smiled.
Samuel nodded. "Very good," he said. "Remember not to slide back," he told him. "I know the tap shoes and stage is slippery, but try to control it if you can."
(A/N, does this make any sense at all? ^)
Emilio nodded.
Samuel turned back to the rest of the cast. "Okay, then..." he paused. "Why does everyone look confused?" he questioned.
"Has Emilio done this before?" Noah asked him.
Samuel chuckled. He looked back at Quentin.
Quentin laughed lightly. "Emilio was taught ahead of time so we had enough time to teach you all your parts and go over it," he informed them. "And because he was very excited and if we taught him ahead of time, we knew he'd have it down by the time we started rehearsing because of how excited he gets," he added.
Emilio rocked back and forth on the heels of his feet.
Noah nodded.
"I like this song," Emilio mumbled, focused on the rocking.
Multiple members of the cast chuckled.
"Alright," Samuel looked at Grayson, "then it's your turn. Do you have the stick?" he asked them.
Grayson nodded, grabbing the stick and holding it up to show Samuel.
Samuel nodded. "You walk through here," he guided them along, "interpret his walk however you want, though it can't be sluggish," he told them.
Grayson nodded, following him. Their stick was under their arm and the paper was in their hand as they strutted.
Some of the cast members watching laughed.
"You have to be directly in front of Aliyah by "mucks", so you can do this and be able to give it back to Emilio," Samuel informed Grayson as he walked him through it.
Grayson nodded. They did a slight turn and leaned back, holding the paper up.
Emilio jumped up to grab it out of their hand, and walked in front of Aliyah.
"Right," Grayson mumbled as they watched Emilio, "he's not tall."
Emilio shot them a glare.
Samuel chuckled. "He'll be able to grab it easily once we have tables, but we don't yet," he informed Grayson. "Lio, you'll be on the table for this solo," he reminded him.
Emilio nodded. He was stood in front of Aliyah for practicing without tables.
"Ain't I pretty?" Samuel recited the line.
Emilio smirked slightly. "And there I be!" he sang. "Ain't I pretty?" He put his hand under his chin and winked at the cast members in the audience.
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