“But, my friends, to leave so soon would rob us of an opportunity. We are re-united together for this adventure, but let us remember why fate first put us here. We are performers, we are artists, we are talents. And here we have an audience… here we have a stage. Let us see if those gifts the fates blessed us with still exist, if we can adapt, if we can perform here, in this den of villainy. My friends, let us toast this moment with more than drink. Let us toast it with our gift, with our talent. Let tonight be the night when the Last Laugh first laugh’s again.”<br/><br/>Mab smiled like an imp. He thought that was a splendid idea and was about to say that when both ladies left. He looked to the other men and shrugged. "Opening night jitters perhaps. No matter. I will go up and change. It appears that the Lady will be at this table anyways Bobby my boy."<br/><br/>He got up and ran out of the bar. Most of his good dresses were back on the ship but he was sure he could work something out.