“We have a hit on our hands,” Ken told the cast as they started to disperse after the curtain came down. That elicited cheers from everyone still on stage. “Go change, and I’ll see you at Sullivan’s.” He turned to Jim, winking. “That means you, too.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.”
Jim wasn’t wild about opening night parties, skipping them whenever he could. Obviously Ken wasn’t going to let that happen tonight. At least he had an excuse for leaving early. As always, he had to show up for work at Bannock’s at six Saturday morning.
Jim and Deanna spent the next hour making certain the actors had hung up their costumes in their rush to get ready for the party. He took two of them to the costume shop because they needed minor repairs—something he knew Deanna would deal with the next day.
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