“Now I’m kinda cold. Why did I throw it so far?”
Her dancers were rightfully still preoccupied by the poison mystery.
“There’s an antidote, of course. But who has it? M Y S T E R Y!”
Dancers: You have it! Where is the antidote?!
“The criminal must have hidden it in the crowd. I sure hope we find it in time.”
“See, isn’t this fun?”
The rare “guppy” swimming move.
Mid dance back massage.
Songs!
“The person poisoned should have their eyeballs rolling into the back of their heads about now. So that’s fun!”
“We are the champions…”
“Oh dang, I might have poisoned myself.”
“Sorry to all my fans. I totally thought I put it in the drummer’s coffee.”
“Psych! I did put it in the drummer’s coffee!”
