Well...Mister Wilson IS supposed to be there, cording to Playbill. I don't know if he's part of the secret performance treat that will be after the play or what...
Anyhow...I'll have to check that restraining order to see how closely I can dance towards him at the ball. :o)
I'll call ALW right now and tell them you need to be there. That you have pearls and everything. That oughta do it!
Where are we going, and why am I in this handbasket?