"Are you kidding? I'm one of the Capulet guards. They wouldn't let me audition for Romeo." Which honestly, didn't bother him that much. Who'd want to star in this production? Whoever was in charge of casting seemed bent on picking precisely the wrong person for the role.

It turned out the dragon was predictable. Not what she ought to be. Nash found he could make steady progress with a simple pattern of parries and strikes. Rinse and repeat.

"You're awfully nonchalant about this, you know." Were plays this awful commonplace in other worlds? He shuddered at the thought.