Cirque Nocturne: Messages

I’ve noticed many of us plan on attending multiple events this week. Rather than spend earnings on several sets of formal wear with the holidays coming up, who would be interested in pooling dresses or suits and sharing as size constraints allow? I’m sure the dress shops in Vienna are thrilled that they’re being almost singlehandedly kept afloat by Cirque employees, but we’ll have plenty of needier economies to stimulate elsewhere and this dress buying spree is absurd. I’ll arrange a rack in the costuming tent if there’s interest.

Anon questions;

1) Don't make it more complicated. Just tell her you like her. Don’t make her play a game of Clue.
2) No. Glass heels are a horrible idea. Don’t bother the costumers.
3) It’s “Guten abend” to say good night. “Gute nacht,” is for someone you live with, or you're sleeping with. Don’t say this casually, it’s the German equivalent of singing the hook from Lady Marmalade at someone you’ve just met. If you must, make sure the ‘cht’ sound is soft. A hard ‘kht’ means “good naked.” Results vary. Use your imagination.

[Private to Abraham]
I considered penning you a letter before remembering that you'd likely hoard it and not reply, and so I'm going to embrace the modern age and ask you this way instead. Abraham Dewitt, would you do me the honour of accompanying me to Kunsthistorisches Museum Gala tomorrow evening? I figured that our first public outing together should be at the grandest of the balls, since it's taken us, what, a little over 80 years to get here.

After so long, I didn't think it was possible to be surprised. I now consider myself corrected and won't be making the same mistake again. Just goes to show that anything really is possible, and that the past will always come back to hit you right where it hurts when you're least expecting it. Did it really have to be that hard though?

I'm Ciaran, by the by. Dia dhuit.

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