Rose gave the driver her address and sat there in the cab. Every instinct wanted to just curl into the corner, but conscious of the fact that even in the cab...especially in the cab...they were under scrutiny, she moved to sit casually, body language indicating ease. "We opened at the Broadhurst at the start of June. It's been insane, you know, the crazy Broadway life. I'm glad I'm there with a company and not on my own, it's hella daunting." She pushed her hair, still damp with sweat from the stage, out of her eyes. "Between you and me, you'd have had a shitty time if you'd been there today, I was way offpeak. Hence the early departure, you know."