Back in the unwitting theater.
Ragnild (whispering): Isn’t there supposed to be a pretty boy in this? Where is he?
Iona (whispering): There are lots of other pretty people in it . . .
Ragnild: Well, they’re all old.
Iona: He’s on in a couple more scenes. First there’s the part where they invent democracy.
Ragnild: But we invented democracy!