Backstage. Grace is in her usual position before her mirror. The door opens, and Mr. Dimitri appears. Before coming into the room, he asks if everyone's decent. Grace calls out, "Yeah! It's just me. Everyone else is late." Of course they are. Dimitri calls the rest of the cast "worms." Okay, it's a half an hour to curtain and no one -- not a stage manager, not a set person, not a single cast member other than Grace is there? Please. Grace wants to know if Dimitri has seen "the paper." Dimitri thinks there might be actual news he's missing. Grace continues to fiddle with her hair. She smiles, and explains that she's talking about the school newspaper: "We got a rave review." Dimitri puts some more clothes down and says, "That's nice." Grace continues, "They said really nice things about -- " (Insert the requisite prompting her teacher to talk about her performance here.) "...everyone. You should read it." Blah, he's so great, blah he doesn't read reviews, blah he's a mysterious artist, blah crap, blah. Grace: "You don't? Even when it's positive?" Well, according to Dimitri, those are the worst kind. He smiles condescendingly at her, grumbles something along the lines of "where the heck is everyone?" and leaves the dressing room.