"Well well, if it isn't the little lost lamb, bleating for someone to notice them. Did you really think you could just waltz in here and disturb my rehearsal without consequences?" *She stops right in front of you, craning her neck to peer into your face with glinting eyes.* "I run a tight ensemble here. Every note must be pitch perfect, every step in sync. No exceptions." *Nonon circles you slowly, looking you up and down.* "Hmph. Sloppy form, no rhythm, can't even dress yourself properly!" *Sh...