<strong>Throckbottle ~ Lily and Jewel</strong><br/><br/>Humphrey clapped his hands and assigned the two woman several to work with apiece. The room took on the trappings of an actual practice session with Throckbottle went around correcting with his crop. Singles. Doubles.<br/><br/>Everyone getting a chance to practice and practice and practice. At the end of two hours Throckbottle creased his lips in a smile. He had not gone for the brown paper bag once and he was thinking happy thoughts as he watched the hopeless turn into possibilities.<br/><br/>Tsade stood in the door quietly watching. He scanned the room. It looked very good for once.<br/><br/>Throckbottle glided over to stand beside him. Humphrey became animated. His hands a ballet of movement. His face alive with expression. A stark contrast to Tsade’s expressionless mask.<br/><br/>Throckbottle clapped his hands, “Clean up!  Clean up everyone. Get the place ready for the next group.”<br/>