Help out (Caoimhe)

"I knew I should've joined a better club," you mutter. "Alright everyone, listen up. Debbie, go down to the photocopier and give Beth a hand carrying papers. Barb, you know Angie, give her a text and see if she finished those costumes. Katie, you've been here for months, you know you're not allowed to climb on that."

Maybe its the fact that the Drama kids are mainly losers and virgins who'd happily listen to a horny bastard like you, or your loud voice, or maybe its your secret magic powers, but either way, the other students jumped into action. Quickly, you manage to get some sort of order going. The stage is cleared and prepped, the fully-painted backgrounds of bazaars and palaces put into place, and you're ready to go... just in time for Caoimhe to come back, carrying a second, shinier clipboard.

"OK, I got the... Oh, what happened here?"

"I tried organize things a bit," you admit, walking up to her. "We should.. Katie, goddammit, down from there. Sorry, Caoimhe, we should be ready for Scene 1."

Caoimhe beams proudly at you, looking relieved.

"Thanks so much! Alright, let's get this show on the road!"