The building is known as the Grand Elephant Opera. It refers to the God of Knowledge Ganesha."Ahh... just what you expect from this place.." said Mark. Both with pleasure and cynical smile is shown.
He enters the first floor, sees his surroundings carefully, and goes up one floor as he realizes that there are nobody he knows. In the second floor Mark saw Frank, one of his best buddies, just come out from the toilet and..
"Yo!"
"What??" Frank replies with a weird look. "What's with that face?" asks Mark "Ask yourself!" they keep talking and eventually entered the backstage.
"hahaha.. easy, bud!" Mark keeps apologizing, but he knows that Frank is an easy-to-forgive person. Frank has become a lot calmer than before. who would have thought that you'd be yelled at after peacefully relieving at the rest room.
"so.."
"so...?"
"like...what are we gonna play today?" asks Mark. they both sit on several unattended chairs.
"don't you know?"
"know what?? don't answer with question!" shouts Mark.
"hahaha.. easy, bud!" replies Frank as he mocks Mark with the same phrase he used before.
"it's just a simple poetry recitation, we are to be told to entertain those people down stair with...."
"what??" Mark cuts in the middle "are clowns supposed to do a poetry recitation?"
"what??" Mark cuts in the middle "are clowns supposed to do a poetry recitation?"
"dunno, don't care. the money's good, I'll take the job." says Frank.
Mark becomes silent. Deep inside he knows that Frank is desperately needs a job, it's different with him who likes to clown-around, so Mark enlighten the sudden-silent situation with a huge smile and "All right! where are the poems?"
--the first clown's ready to take action--
