As Miller and Vincenzo drink their coffee and eat their donuts, Mitch languishes in the back of the squad car.
"Hey, Marco, look at this flyer. The Theater next door is doing a production of Midsummer Night's Dream with that costume, you'd make a perfect Bottom."
"Sorry, I honey, I prefer Top to Bottom."
"Haha, Bottom's the character with the head of an ass."
"Oh, yeah. Wonder what it pays? I mean we're off duty in 5 minutes, maybe I should audition?"
"You audition, if you like I'll take the car in. Though, what kind of theater does casting calls at this hour is anybody's guess."
"Yeah, well the flyer says they're doing auditions from 12-5am."
The car drives off and Marco knocks on the stage door. The night watch man opens the door.
"Yes officer?"
"Casting call tonight," he explains holding up the flyer.
"Oh, that's a typo, s'pose to be PM not AM, but the director tol' me he'll start auditioning at 6am. If you wanna come in, you can join the other actors sleeping until then. It's warm, and there's coffee and donuts."
"Sure, whyn't?" says Marco Vincenzo, "I brought my own costume, gotta place I can change?"
"Backstage, sign marked "Dressing Rooms:Male."
Marco finds the light switch waking a sleeping actor. The actor gets up mutters something, and disappears into the theatre to find another dark place to curl up. Marco strips and flexes in front of the lighted mirrors, before stepping into Mitch. The latex suit fits him like a second skin. He cannot believe how comfortable the costume feels. He prances around on his hooved feet, and waggles his giant rubber cock. He laughs, and pulling on his Police Athletic shorts from his gym bag, he flips off the light and lays down for a nap.
The lights flash on, "Casting call, director on the set, rise and shine! Whoa nice costume," says the kid with the clipboard.
Marco stretches, and feeling hot and sweaty inside, he says, "Yeah, but man it's hot, I think I'll take a stretch and cool off, before putting it back on," he says to himself.
The zipper opens easily enough but the latex muzzle seems glued to his face, eventually Marco peels it off, and his horrified to find that his head is now a hairy donkeyhead. Quickly, Marco strips to find that his body has reformed to a real life hairy version of the latex suit. In his panic, Marco pulls on his clothes, and races out the stage door and back toward the apartment where he confiscated the costume from Nathan.