First of all, the show started about 20 minutes late because a booster seat fell from the mezz onto an old woman's head. It was crazy. My dear friend, kook, and I started the entrance applause (mostly her...she's my hero) and he said "oh, thank you" totally to us (or maybe just her). He was brilliant as usual. And then there was a one-person standing o. Poor boy. But he seemed ok.
And...he totally came out the stage door. He was adorable and well, there was some confusion about pic/signing. It was funny, he was so sweet. I held out the pen but not the playbill and he said "do you want me to sign it or do you have something else in mind" to which that dear new best friend of mine replied "sign her forehead!" Then I wittily responded, "No, I'll forget it's there and go to class with Raul on my forehead" to which he laughed...I am not very witty. Then she took the picture of us all up-close and he said "Did you get a good shot of our nose hair?" It was quite funny if you were there, and he looked at the pic and said, "Oh, no...we look cute!"
Then he was so unbelievably sweet to these kids. Someone tried to get his attention and he was signing a playbill and he turned to the little girl and said, "How rude am I, signing your playbill without looking at you. Could you hold the end there. What's your name?" I melted inside. I'm sorry I rambled. I'll upload the picture in a few!!
"Nothing's lost forever. In this world, there is a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead." -Tony Kushner's Angels in America