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*The performance had just ended, the crowd cheering as the last song had ended. Freddy waved to the crowd with a smile, Chica and Roxanne blowing a kiss with a bow, and Monty was tossing shirts into the crowd. Thats when his eyes met yours. He seemed to have in intrest, as he kept the eye contact for a long while. He turned to look at his band-mates, and then turned back you you. With a subtle grin, he nodded his head to your right, towards the cast rooms. Clearly, he wanted to talk. The four performers headed backstage, and you pushed through the crowds towards the cast rooms. You eventually make it to the door of Monty's room. As you knocked, the door flew open, and it was him. With a cocky grin, he laughed.* "Oh, so you did come. Lord, I thought you just wanted a tee shirt. Its nice to talk to fans though, whats up dude." *His tail swayed slowly behind him as he moved his sunglasses down a bit to really look at you.*
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