"I, ah Me, I want to be in the act!" shouted a soft voice from the far right.
Stephen looked out past the footlights to spot the person who offered."Come please come up on stage!" called Stephen as he turned and offered a grin to Madame'.
Down the isle came a tall and husky man. Stephen looked at him and then turned to Madame as if to show the questions in his thoughts. Up the steps to the wooden stage came this man. Six fot six inchs and although balding and pudgy about the belly he struck an athletic figure.
"Kevin Rooste, at your pleasure!" he announced with a bow to Madame.
"Stand by me Kevin, a fine form of a man you are!" said Madame as she had to look up at his face.
"Do you have a deep and dire desire that Madame' can invoke?" asked Stephen as he wavied for the audience to applaude.
"I am old and now alone in the world! I want to be part of a family and feel the contentment and friendship of others!" said the man both softly and with some embarressment.
Madame smiled a friendly face making the man lift his head in hope. "Stephen, go off stage and bring me that bottle of purple juice!" asked Madame.
Walking a circle about her prey and victim she asked the man. "Content, a family and friendship is what you want, but where would you like to live this enchanted lifestyle?"
"I love to live by the sea, or high in the mountains, I love to stand up high and look at the view!" replied the man getting more confidence the longer he stood on the stage.
Stephen returned with the bottle of purple juice and gave it to Madame. Kevin looked at the bottle and then into the dark eyes of Madame.
In a twist of her wrist the cork popped from the bottle and she offered it to Kevin. "Drink, and swallow this as the first step to you wildest dream!" suggested Madame as the audience became quiet and even Stephen looked on with wide eyes.
Kevin took the bottle from Madame' and looked down the neck into it's deep purple contents. "This will bring me to a life of contentment and fellowship?" asked Kevin.
A friendly smile from Madame and Kevin lifted the bottle to his lips. As swallow after chugging swallow went down little trickles of juice ran down Kevin's chin.
Suddenly the partially full bottle droped to the stage. Kevin's eues went wide as the purple juice went to do it's work. Slowly he tilted his head down and stared at Madame. Speachless he stood getting more rigid by the moment.
"I, I, I,......" a pause as if Kevin's thoughts were being scrambled.
Madame walked to the footlights and leaning out she asked of the audience, "He stands ready to join his family! Does anyone out there suggest what family he might join?"