This time Mark shows up and says "Holla! Holla! Holla!" then it is cut by the applause. "Apparently there are a lot of people who love poem recitation!" then he smiles while pointing the mic to the audience, and they clap their hands joyfully. "Okay....I will start reciting another poem if this place got more crowded than before..."
Mark waits patiently, hoping there will be another people show up, hoping they hear the loud voice from the old Opera, by apparently old people. inside the backstage Frank starts to worry "Mam, what is he doing?? summoning more people?? what if there are people who come just to mock our performance??" "don't worry, he knows what he is doing" says Miss Isabel calmly.
one minute passed, three people come in with confused look, another minute gone, two people come in with hesitation. "Come on in!" says Mark loudly while smiling. "Okay, this looks good here...." and the people who just sit become even more confused than before.
