Third Trial

[stagemanagers]

[Once again, the sound of opening doors echoes through the opera house as the investigation draws to a close.

Time for your third trial.

The courtroom looks the same as ever, save that Darla and Eliza's podiums are now arranged in the same funerary fashion as the other deceased cast members. The lights from the bulbs standing in their places seem to cast the rest of the house even more in shadow, even as the crystal chandeliers still glitter dimly above. The Balladeer is hidden backstage once more, somewhere behind the red curtain drawn shut across the stage. Once everyone's taken their places, he speaks up.]

Alright. Let's do this.

Comments

[dechagny]

I...only learned how to bake bread literally this week, and I am still learning how to cook. But - even so, I have been working from only one cookbook.

[catliketread]

I sincerely doubt you would ever even consider killing anyone, Raoul.

[which is not the point, but.]

I assume you have not learned how to bake cookies yet?

[dechagny]

Of course not - but I see no need to lie about my activities.

[I mean half of you have probably eaten his cooking]

And no, I have not ventured into sweets just yet.

[catliketread]

See, this is precisely why you are so trustworthy! It is an admirable quality.

[raoul is also great, what a wonderful group we have here!!]

Thank you, though again I had not believed you could possibly be responsible.

[dechagny]

Thank you, my friend. I appreciate your faith.

[catliketread]

[f r i e n d s]

It is very admirable to have kept up that level of trustworthiness through everything that has happened here! Of course I would applaud you for it!

[okay sit down, we've still got a murder to solve]

[dechagny]

Perhaps we can have a round of applause once we've discovered the culprit.

[catliketread]

Well, I wouldn't want to applaud them for killing two people.

[RIGHT YEAH, WE SHOULD PROBABLY... SOLVE THIS... SOMEHOW...]

[dechagny]

Oh, no, of course not!