Arno's spent most of the performance hiding in a corner near the backstage, starring as he gets a look at the performance going on. And yet...the house is full, people are actually buying food and even some of them are having wine, which is better than this time of day, usually. He can thank the performance, he supposes. Maybe if you're drunk enough, it starts to make sense? He makes a mental note to ask R about this when he drags his poor brother in to watch the thing some night. They're on tonight and for three performances after that too, so there's plenty of time.
Not that Arno's likely going to be around for the dinner crowd tonight. There's something to check out, even if he doesn't take long. At any rate, right now, something else is coming to mind, and he's glad of the private booths as he makes his way around, pretending to circulate, directing traffic, and...at one point, narrowly avoiding getting into an argument about Voltaire and how he would go about staging Candide. Personally? He wouldn't.
At any rate, he makes his way toward the right booth at last, and, smiling, raises a hand to his head, then catches himself in the gesture. It's not as if he's wearing his cloak here, after all, even if this IS other business.
"Mademoiselle?" He offers a smile. "I am told there are things to discuss."
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Date: 2016-05-19 04:46 am (UTC)Not that Arno's likely going to be around for the dinner crowd tonight. There's something to check out, even if he doesn't take long. At any rate, right now, something else is coming to mind, and he's glad of the private booths as he makes his way around, pretending to circulate, directing traffic, and...at one point, narrowly avoiding getting into an argument about Voltaire and how he would go about staging Candide. Personally? He wouldn't.
At any rate, he makes his way toward the right booth at last, and, smiling, raises a hand to his head, then catches himself in the gesture. It's not as if he's wearing his cloak here, after all, even if this IS other business.
"Mademoiselle?" He offers a smile. "I am told there are things to discuss."