I took a moment to process this, but came up with nothing. A little disappointed, I said, "For some reason I thought you'd only bother flying me to Chicago for a play if it were something meaningful you wanted to share with me, I guess."
"Let's watch the play and then we'll talk about it, okay?"
"Of course."
It was nice to have the limo pull up and drop us in front of the door, and not have to worry about parking. When we went into the theater I was in awe. Our Tivoli Theater at home is a monument to the days when theaters were architectural works of art, and this building must be from the same time period. I didn't want to look like a country bumpkin, staring at the ceiling, the walls, and the staircases, but I probably did. Abbott didn't say anything, but let me take my time looking everything over.
"You were once a performer," he commented. "I imagine you see live performances through a slightly different lens than the rest of us."
