[Nana was here early. For one, she's a veteran member of Theater Club and feels some ownership of it; for two, she wants everyone to have a GREAT TIME~. This means that Nana has decided baked goods are a must.
So early on, while everyone is getting settled, she stands behind a table. Hands clasped, eyes bright, and a smorgasbord of muffins for all to eat.]
Please, take one!
B. LET'S WATCH RERUNS
[A little later into the meeting -- maybe, technically, after it's done -- Nana has settled down in front of a television, with a bunch of pillows, blankets, and the rest. The television is playing one of last year's plays:
I Want to Be Your Canary, a little known play that some say was written by someone from the Outlands. It's just ended, with the tragic scene where Princess Cornelia just died. Nana is wiping a tear from her eye. She's watched this like a thousand times, though.]
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[Nana was here early. For one, she's a veteran member of Theater Club and feels some ownership of it; for two, she wants everyone to have a GREAT TIME~. This means that Nana has decided baked goods are a must.
So early on, while everyone is getting settled, she stands behind a table. Hands clasped, eyes bright, and a smorgasbord of muffins for all to eat.]
Please, take one!
B. LET'S WATCH RERUNS
[A little later into the meeting -- maybe, technically, after it's done -- Nana has settled down in front of a television, with a bunch of pillows, blankets, and the rest. The television is playing one of last year's plays:
I Want to Be Your Canary, a little known play that some say was written by someone from the Outlands. It's just ended, with the tragic scene where Princess Cornelia just died. Nana is wiping a tear from her eye. She's watched this like a thousand times, though.]
Ah, that one was so good...