<div style="margin-left: 20px">​</div><b>The last thing she expected was to be met by a unkempt guy in his underclothes. The light bulb in the hall wasn't very bright so Melanie could not see his face very well.  But something about his features evoked some memory. Quite what she could not quite recall. Some of the stories about him being weird and creepy seemed to ring true. Her immediate reaction was to think about giving him some excuse like maybe she had the wrong house before leaving. Then she thought that he could be an oddball artist of some kind and may be interested in the play production.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"A fan? A retard? No. No. I'm not a stalker. I was hoping you may be an enthusiast."</span><br/>
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Before the 18 year old blonde could introduce herself he had asked her something that befuddled her and she couldn't quite grasp what he was saying to her. She was just about to give him a flyer advertising their performance but was stopped in her tracks.  It was he she was hoping would be a freak admirer. She went ahead to show him details of their stage production of 'La Belle et la Bête'. It was the presentation that she was in which she was trying to sell tickets for.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"It's a gender swap version of Beauty and the Beast, you know, written by Gabrielle-Suzanne de Villeneuve. Belle is a huntress and her sights are set on the most handsome man in town, the inventor’s son: Gaston."</span><br/>
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Was it his turn not to not understand her? It was difficult to tell what he may have been thing</b>