As soon as the performers, Jeffery Freelon Jr. and Tiffany Oglesby, had left the stage, the space was taken over by an earnest young white man with a neatly cut beard.
“Thank you all so much for attending this evening’s production of The Light, by Loy Webb,” he beamed, as the audience began subtly pulling on their coats. “If you have the time to stay, we will be holding a talkback here in the theatre, following the performance. The New Colony is a non-profit company, and we raise much of our revenue from donations…”
The sales pitch continued. Gwen looked over at Eleanor, raising a hand to indicate interest. Do you want to stay?
Eleanor’s hands shuffled to indicate back to Gwen. If you want to.