Clifford
The Champion Queen was known for many things. Her strength, her contributions to her region, and of course, her interest in the arts. This manifested most in her support of artists in Magveil. Some she commissioned to decorate the streets, others painted the intricate walls of her palace, bringing them to life, and some were performers, much like the ones on stage.

For some reason, no one else was here. Minus the actors, at least she presumed, the building was empty. Lunaria was seated a few rows back, not actually in a chair, but resting on the floor instead. She'd tried to find someone who would sell her a ticket, but that search came up empty. Instead, the only thing she found was sign saying what was currently being performed. The doors had been open, and the stage was already set. Part of her questioned if these actors just got paid to perform a different random play each evening. It wouldn't be the weirdest thing she'd seen so far.

Lunaria tapped her foot, listening to an opening tune. It played as the actors were (probably) getting called onstage for act 1 to begin. Surely she wasn't just alone here. Well, minus Alexandrite, but that didn't count. Lunaria shrugged and pulled out her phone. If she was alone, and the actors were merely going through the motions, she saw no harm in recording their performance. Maybe she could bring it back to Magveil, and make their own version.
Joann
*Glace had been in his 'After Birthday Funk', or that's what it was called. He had realized how much he had been living and how many things had happened. This had caused him to start thinking about his future. Glace was fluttering around with the idea of holding a Pokemon Performance in Alola. But Alola had so much events that, would they have time? Or even the money? Ever since Glace had been in Alola, he had been jobless. The only money he had was saved up money from his Pokemon Performances.*

*Now let's switch to the now. Glace had decided to vist the theater. He hadn't seen it yet. The red seats were soft and easy to sit on. Such a well decorated theater. Glace wore simpler clothes this time, just a pair of black skinny jeans and a white over sized hoodie. His hair was curled and he had bags under his eyes. Not a great look today. As the actors did their thing, he noticed another person in the audience. She was 2 rows away from him, and she was on... The floor? Weird. Glace had brought a bag with him also, he clutched it.*
Clifford
Lunaria turned her head to look up at the newcomer. A stranger with light blonde hair who seemed to be holding something. "Hello. I see I'm not alone here anymore."
Immediately, her usual thoughts popped up. Was he someone of note? What could she learn from him? Well, to answer the first question. Not exactly. He wasn't a champion, but to answer the second, she supposed sparing a moment to learn about him wouldn't hurt.

She didn't move, so as not to seem like she cared that much, but Lunaria did glance at the bag in hum a little. Meanwhile, on stage. The opening scene had started, and all the actors flooded on stage. They all linked arms and started to skip back and forth while music played. At one point, a girl came out from the crowd, who Lunaria reckoned was the lead or something.