Six foot one, that was only an inch taller than him. "That will work..." He mused, giving a nod then remembered that he should fill everyone else in on this plan.
"Mik, do you think you could fit into my costume? I'm thinking that we'll do something during the entrance of the show where I'll come on and exit stage left here..." He said, taking long strides to mark the general blocking and pointed across the stage, "And you enter from stage right over there just barely after I've stepped off stage, so it looks Mr. Miracle got over there impossibly quickly. You won't have to do much, maybe a little sleight of hand- then we'll switch back-- that's probably when I'll actually enter from up there.." He said, vaguely gesturing back towards the balcony.
Finishing the last pinnings on the shorts, Oberon hopped down off of the box he'd been standing on and waved for Jennie to turn around so he could examine his handiwork, then gave an approving nod. "If you wanna change, I can get started sewin' those." He said, then turned his attention to Barda, though he didn't look at her (because she might have seen him actually smile at her), "Now you're gettin' it."