OOoh, wow. Your school certainly has interesting casting. Our DePinna looked exactly like a cross between Dobby from Harry Potter and Pirelli from "Sweeney Todd." And talked with a thick New York accent. And our Paul did a very strange, mucousy, nasal voice that everyone in the entire show was obsessed with impersonating. "MIST-ERR DEPINAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
I should probably mention that when I played Gay Wellington, I was a little bit sillier than the script necessarily indicates. Our director wanted me to be VERRRY over-the-top. First of all, I was wearing this tight black velvet dress over black tights, but underneath the dress were red bloomers with black lace, which was very visible to the audience when I 'passed out.' Over the dress, I had on an incredibly sleazy-looking red silk bathrobe and a ratty fake leopard coat. And sparkly red high heels and cats-eye glasses with rhinestones. And a big cane with an enormous fake diamond on it. And loads of jewelry.
I passed out on the table rather than the couch, and spent the entire second act shifting around to bizarre contortionist poses and making odd noises and muttering strange words at inopportune times. Sometimes, I'd knock things off the table or smash them, or randomly burst out laughing. At one point. I scratched my bum with a plastic banana and threw it into the audience. Later in the play, Essie forced me to dance with her. And when I re-entered when Tony's family was over, I started singing "I've Got A Lovely Bunch Of Coconuts," doing a strip-tease, sitting on people's laps, and kissing them on the cheeks. When I was arrested, I sang "The Merry Old Land Of Oz," handed flowers to Henderson and the G-Men, and constantly did suggestive poses like I thought I was in a glamour shoot.
Needless to say, my church friends were shocked when they came to see the show. Especially when I lay on the table with my legs wide open to the audience doing a very hump-esque motion.
In my pants, she has burst like the music of angels, the light of the sun! --Marius Pantsmercy