"Oliver and half the cast would probably kiss you. Of course, they'd probably like to, anyway." Still, Carlos had ended up on the periphery of enough cast parties to hear the muttering about the obsession with the classics. O'Neill, Williams, Rodgers & Hammerstein. It played well with most of the audience, but...it was a bit harder to get the people their age in recently. The Deck was old-fashioned but even so.

He laughed a little. "Ali? Alicia Paloma Sánchez, direct? Maybe someday, but not any time soon." She'd hit him if she could hear him. "She's a good instigator, but when it comes down to it she's a tiny nineteen year old, and people still bulldoze her. Sarah could do it, though." Sarah used to act, after all. Sarah used to do a lot of things she seemed to have needlessly abandoned to fit herself into the box she'd picked for herself, but there was no telling her that. "Or is it just me who thinks she's bored out of her mind?"