... that Rebecca has wrangled a place in the cast of A Doriathrin Night's Dream, as the only person who's not either from Middle-earth or tagging along with someone who is. She's been cast as Tuor, aka Starveling, aka Moonshine (actually my role when I was in the play way back). She's part of Team Baffled, along with Alice, who is a horse playing a dog playing a spider, playing a man playing a lion.

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Huan: Have you the spider's part written? pray you, if it be, give it me, for I am slow of study.

Morwen: You may do it extempore, for it is nothing but roaring.

Brandir, Huan, Tuor: Spiders don't roar.

Morwen: This one does.

Turin: Let me play the spider too: I will roar, that I will do any man’s heart good to hear me; I will roar, that I will make Barahir say ‘Let him roar again, let him roar again.’

Morwen: An you should do it too terribly, you would fright Emeldir and the ladies, that they would shriek; and that were enough to hang us all.

All: That would hang us, every mother’s son.

Niniel: And daughter.

Huan: And dog.

Turin: I grant you, friends, if that you should fright the ladies out of their wits, they would have no more discretion but to hang us; they proved that by their willingness to murder Luthien. But I will aggravate my voice so that I will roar you as gently as any sucking dove; I will roar you an ’twere any, to pick a word at random, nightingale.

Morwen: You can play no part but Eöl; for Eöl is a dark-faced man; a bitter man, as one shall see in a tangled wood; a malicious, curséd-seeming man: therefore you must needs play Eöl.

Turin: Gee, thank you, Mom.

Morwen: You chose your path, Turambar; deal with it.

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(Starveling's best scene is at the end, I'm not that far yet; but I can confirm that in the play Tuor/Rebecca is playing his/her own wife Idril.)

hS

While not a meat pie, I had quiche once. It was delicious.