[color=0076a3]"What's that sound? Is... is that a bunch of fish floundering about?" Mable mused, only to turn around and see that it was her manager clapping with his Lovecraftian arms. She held in a laugh that desperately wanted to get out. "Don't you worry about my performance, I've never made a single mistake during a concert, and I won't start now." 

With practice done and her make-up applied she had nothing to do until the show started, that is until someone knocked on a door. Mable looked around and saw that no one else was in a hurry to see who it was, so she walked up to it herself and opened it.[/color]