#sephweek

- Way Down Hadestown: Persephone’s “Oh, come on!” and “That was not six months!” sounded way more frightened than i’d ever hear them. She seemed terrified to be leaving prematurely.

- As soon as Hades came to collect her though, she was all smiles under his attentions, as if she couldn’t resist his charm 

- In Chant, after Persephone allows Hades to take her hand, he lifts it and kisses her hand, which melts her a little. He then seems to pull her in for a proper kiss, (or maybe just some intense staring?)  but she breaks the moment for “The gods have forgotten the song of their love.”

- During “Our Lady of the Underground” Amber went HARD. She:

Had a fun lil voice break on “*i* don’t know about you boyyys...”

Grinded her hips agressively, and to get a even bigger laugh, full-on JUMPED INTO THE AIR while CANTING HER HIPS.

Swung around the piano so hard she nearly fell backwards off of the bandstand. (I’m pretty sure this was an accident, not an acting choice!) I was so concerned I has going to have to watch Amber break a bone live, but she clung onto the piano and pulled herself up, laughing. 

- While watching Eva, Amber really got hit hard by Flowers and seemed to be genuinely crying in the backround

- Hades delivered the “What?” and “Have another drink, why don’t ya.” like Seph was feral and he was almost chuckling at her anger. 

- Patrick near-screamed the “SING! for an old man...” and I think it startled Amber, bc she looked like she was about to laugh for a moment while she held eye-contact with him. 

Patrick seemed to impov a bit during epic iii, and instead of just yelling “no!” when the workers started getting out of line, he kept yelling something more. His mic was off, so I’m not sure what it is he was saying, but it was still obvious he was yelling at the workers and trying to get them to stop with the “la la la”s 

- The “Where’d you get that melody?” and “Let him finish, Hades.” were both REALLY soft and quiet! Persephone held up a finger silently to stop him, and Hades just FROZE, and then she went “Let him finish, Hades.” This choice made her feel even more powerful over him, like she could stop him without even speaking and he’d just instantly obey. 

- Instead of the average “Oh it’s about me?” Patrick went: “Oh it’s about me... I like it.” And the audience lost it

When Hades and Seph hold each other after their dance, his fingers are tapping lightly against her back. I don’t know if this is just his fingers twitching or a cute lil’ tap to the beat of the song, but it was sweet either way. 

Those two looked even more COMFORTABLE and NATURAL dancing during Lover’s Desire, like they really had danced this way for thousands of years of marriage. 

At bows, Amber was so smiley, but then seemed to abruptly tear up, as if she suddenly felt sad, (probably over leaving?)

Green eyes were fixated on the slab of chocolate in front of him, plunked upon his desk without so much as a napkin. It didn't matter much, he supposed; the crumbs melded with the brown anyway.

Don't ask what it is, it's clearly a brownie...

Sephiroth decided to let his silence pose the question.

"It's a cosmic brownie!" Zack chirped, very much pleased with himself. "They were, like, the ultimate snack when I was a little Zack. I needed to bring one for you to try! Can you believe they had them at the supermarket?"

“That is where people tend to find food." Sephiroth's response was half-hearted, two fragile fingers already hovering over the pastry to examine it further. Zack's indoctrination or not, it did smell good... good enough to indulge his friend and perhaps taunt Hojo's strict diet to boot.

There was only one blemish: the otherwise silkily smooth, pristinely flat, rich chocolate base was mottled with maybe a dozen pebbles. Artificially colored ones at that—pebbles that looked as if they were extracted from a set of dominoes and grafted on the brownie instead.

No matter. An easy fix. Then he would indulge his friend and taunt Hojo to boot.

Carefully, Sephiroth began plucking the first pebble off the chocolate, only utilizing the tips of his fingernails to avoid leaving crater—

"Whoah, whoah, whoah! What are you doing?!" Zack sounded absolutely petrified.

Sephiroth glanced up in confusion. "I'm eating it, aren't I?"

"No, no, NO!" Zack's finger shot towards the pebble on the desk. "You can't remove them!"

"...Why not?"

“You can't remove the cosmic from the brownie! Then you just have a brownie!"

“It is a brownie, Zack.”

“A COSMIC brownie!”

What does that even mean? Sephiroth was tempted to ask, but he didn't, because from Zack's horror alone he felt like he had disgraced a ritual that held a lot of value to his friend. Zack had been willing to share a piece of his childhood with him—a staple of his youth, a fragment of his young life that he wanted him to experience.

And he should experience it pure.

So, resigned, and a smile bursting on Zack's face, Sephiroth returned the pebble and took a generous bite. The boy watched him with great intent, his fingers knotting together as the silence stretched between them.