In at least one of these seven shows, clothing will be shed.
After the frantic lunchtime activity, it seems really quiet around here. But that's only if you're not looking too closely. The costume shop is empty, but only because the costumers are whizzing through the hallways, just short of running, as tech approaches. Walking past the rehearsal rooms, glancing in the open doors, I see shows coming together. What used to be lines on a page at 11:00 a.m., are ringing out with confidence at 2:30 p.m. Unfocused movement turns into choreography. Things have gotten serious.