"I know. Juliet seemed almost gleeful when Romeo poisoned himself." Meredith said, admitting privately that this was one of the more interesting performances of the play he'd seen.
He smiled, glad his friend seemed so happy although he had his own reservations. The boy who sold his love here at the theatre might had probably changed a great deal from the boy who Rupert had loved. "Are you going to make arrangements with him then?" He asked, standing and dusting off his trousers. "We'd better hurry if we're going to get to see someone tonight."