| MEG:
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| Jesus, what a crowd
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| GIRL 1:
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| Nervous?
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| MEG:
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| Just a bit
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| GIRL 1:
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| Kid, look who you are!
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| GIRL 2:
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| The headline act!
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| GIRL 1:
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| A major star
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| GIRL 2:
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| You’re already a hit!
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| (Got a match?)
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| MEG:
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| Wonder what he’ll think
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| GIRL 1:
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| (The boss?)
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| GIRL 2:
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| Ha, if he’s even here
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| GIRL 1:
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| (Honey, please, he’s here!)
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| GIRL 2:
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| And in just two days
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| He’ll be there tossing you bouquets
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| At our gala premiere
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| Picture it!
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| GIRL 1:
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| The cream of Manhattan!
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| GIRL 2:
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| Celebrities, millionaires!
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| GIRL 1:
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| Watching you!
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| MEG:
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| I’ll be waiting in the wing
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| Wound up tighter than a spring
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| As the house begins to dim
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| And I’ll practice every line
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| Hoping desperately to shine
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| Shining only for him
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| GIRLS:
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| Just imagine how they’ll cheer
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| At the moment you appear
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| MEG:
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| Stepping out before the scrim
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| Let them whoop and let them call
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| I won’t hear the crowd at all
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| GIRLS:
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| No, it’s only for him
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| MEG:
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| Tell me how I look
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| GIRL 1:
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| (Fine!)
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| MEG:
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| (Just fine?)
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| What about my hair?
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| GIRL 2:
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| (Beautiful!)
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| MEG:
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| (You swear?)
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| GIRL 1:
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| Trust me, once the boss sees
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| How you put that song across
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| GIRL 2:
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| Hell, he ain’t got a prayer!
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| MEG:
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| (Oh, you mean it?)
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| GIRLS:
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| You’ll stand proud into the light
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| GIRL 1:
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| Looking lovely
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| GIRL 2:
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| Burning bright
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| GIRLS:
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| All vitality and vim
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| MEG:
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| Ah-Ahh!!!
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| And I’ll rapturously float
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| Through the melody he wrote
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| Singing only for him
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| GIRLS:
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| And before the music dies
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| Up the audience will rise
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| Nearly bursting at the brim
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| And you’ll stand there in the glow
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| MEG:
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| And perhaps at last he’ll know…
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| GIRL 3:
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| (Girls, hurry up, we’re on!)
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| AUDIENCE MEMBERS:
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| Where is she?
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| (Look!)
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| The center!
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| (Just like in the posters!)
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| There!
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| (The ooh-la-la girl!)
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| ALL:
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| Meg Giry!
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| MEG:
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| Welcome, each and everyone
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| To our firmament of fun
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| GIRLS:
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| A buffet of Ballyhoo!
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| GIRLS/MEG:
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| It’s where Coney comes to play
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| And it’s opening today
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| MEG:
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| And it’s only for you!
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| GIRL 1:
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| And you!
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| GIRL 2:
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| And you!
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| GIRL 3:
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| And you!
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| GIRLS/MEG:
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| Entertainment day and night
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| Sure to dazzle and delight
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| MEG:
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| And of course we’ll be there too!
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| GIRLS:
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| Yoohoo!
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| GIRLS/MEG:
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| We’re so happy that you’re here
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| For this season’s big premiere
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| And it’s only for you!
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| ANNOUNCER:
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| (Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Meg Giry! The ooh-la-la girl! Five shows daily only
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| here at Phantasma! |
| And now the aerial exoticism of the fabulous Miss Fleck!
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| Half bird, half woman! |
| All for only 10 cents a ticket…)
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| MEG:
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| (How was I? Tell me!)
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| MADAME GIRY:
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| (Delightful, Meg, you were just perfect. And I say that not only as your mother,
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| but as your producer.)
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| MEG:
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| (Was he watching?)
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| MADAME GIRY:
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| (I'm sure he was. I’m sure he’ll have much to say about how much you’ve
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| progressed. |
| By the way, it seems you have an admirer… a certain Mr. Thompson.)
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| MEG:
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| (Is he important?) |