Good luck?

Vanessa caught sight of frantic waving just off by the side of the stage, nervously shuffling as she realised they could see her. Her eyes widened as she spotted Sandra, the actress that was meant to be playing the Enchantress, swaying a little offstage. She had a bandage over her head, just looked to be on her feet again. She was waving, looking in vaguely restrained horror at what was happening.

Right. Now she was back, she'd be expected to take up the role again. There was just the small downside of there not being any outfit for the role now.

'Sorry,' Vanessa mouthed.

Sandra's expression didn't change. Vanessa carefully poked her head out over the top of the throne again.

"Well? Fight!" she said, trying to keep character.

After a moment, Robert and Chris fell at each other, play-tussling for the sake of drama. Vanessa meanwhile took a deep breath and sprinted off the stage, clutching her arms to herself but being more focused on just getting off to the side and getting it over with.

She tripped over Robert's discarded helmet, yelping and toppling into a wooden support that snapped. Guiltily she knelt up, covering herself quickly again and turning so she had her back to the wall, blushing. Hopefully that was nothing important.

She was offstage at least. Sandra was still looking incredulously at her. She, at least, was better made up to look the part of the Evil Enchantress.

Then, with every inch of professionalism that she could muster, Sandra took a deep breath, straightened her back, and strode out onto stage and tried very hard to pretend she was dressed, her face a perfect mask of I'm a professional this shouldn't be happening.

For her part, panting, Vanessa snatched a stray costume that wasn't needed any more and held it over herself. She didn't put it on, she just really wanted to feel a little more covered up.

Okay, Sandra could go through the embarrassing ordeal of finishing the scene stark naked. Vanessa glanced back, flushing to see Sandra sat on the throne, trying to look imperious with her legs and arms crossed as the two actors fought in front of her.

Trevor ran across the back of the stage, the stagehand briefly visible through gaps in the set, spotting Vanessa.

"Hey! Hey! You!" he said.

Vanessa squeaked.