Meredith shrugged. Nell was a good at what he did, but too feminine for Meredith's tastes. He had always preferred the young man who played Zeus in those performances and, if he was honest, he liked them more because they had been simply a show for titillation not these almost thespian pursuits. He hoped after this run they’d go back to shows like that again.
"Well, no. It would be hard to find a cast where Romeo and Juliet so obviously despised each other that the whole thing ended up a comedy." He agreed. He'd never seen love scenes delivered with more passionate glares before.
"I noticed you only had eyes for Tybalt though. You seemed quite worried during the death scene. Is that the one then? They boy you've had your eye on?" He asked.