Aspel/Ari/Drake - 4:45PM along the main street.
"One does occasionally have to play the debauched ingenue," Ari told them. "In the laciest and loveliest of bloomers, of course. Except rehearsal, when I am certain to wear pants or leggings. I played Dona Elvina's maid before anyone would give me a serious role - I must have been seventeen, at most - and near the end Don Giochanni quite literally had me on the dining room table with my legs in the air - before the spirit of justice came to collect him for hell." She grinned. "I am quite glad you missed that one, to be honest. A bit of sex onstage is one thing, but that production was excessive."
It seemed the agreement had been reached, and she could find no quarrel with it. "The Duckling it is, then," she said. As Aspel excused herself, she gave Drake an amused look and said, "And you're enjoying yourself. There now, aren't you glad you came out too?"