"It's the Manager!" Tom said.
"No, not the Manager. I'm the Director. I have been for some time."
"Why doesn't he have a name?" muttered Julia to no one but herself.
"You've been directing this outfit?" Ritchie asked.
"About as well as Ed Wood," Tom scoffed.
The Director reddened.
"Hold on, let's remember why we're here," Justin began.
"Where's Kurt?!" Ritchie shouted.
"I'm right here," Kurt said, stepping out of the doors that led to the
bigger screen.
"Kurt!" Alona said.
"Alona!" Kurt said, almost simultaneously.
"Butthead!" Julia said.
"Don't call me that!" Kurt said, and gave Julia a stare that meant only
one thing.
"Move!" Uncle Justin yelled, pushing Julia out of the way. She
stumbled and fell against the ticket counter. The artificial plant
that had been just behind her disappeared.
"Hold it!" the Director shouted. "Let's not get violent."
"Why not?" asked Denny, stepping out of the emergency exit. "Did you
think we'd get what we want by being nice?"
"We want a better world, Denny! I'm sure these people can be made to
understand what we're trying to do.
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