During a break, Gary wandered to the upper level where Drake was sitting, effectively hiding. Neither of them wanted a repeat of what had happened at the read-through. The actors all knew Drake was there, but out of sight certainly seemed to mean out of mind.
“How are you finding it? Interesting, I hope.”
“I hadn’t realised how much a director choreographs,” Drake said. His voice sounded distant, as if half his mind were elsewhere.
Gary suspected he knew where—Drake was preoccupied with whatever the earlier call had concerned. He longed to ask Drake the cause, but pot, kettle, and black sprang to mind, so he didn’t pry.
“Is it the same in television and movies?” Drake prompted.
“Not always, but yes. Of course, the difference on stage is that after the rehearsals are over, you’re on yo
