And that's why I've brought you here today, since good sense and a proper project plan can't seem to convince you, I thought I'd let the real thing provide some context. Why, you don't think I'm with you right now for your charming company do you?

[ kaveh says this with a smile. he pulls midnight forward. the thrum of bodies organise themselves into the beating rhythm of a sunlit beast as they sway to the music. kaveh has midnight skirt the dance floor just enough to make their way to the stage.

it's a u-bracket, timber on supports and reinforced with concrete. the back of the stage proper is set with curved wood panelling to direct the sound back to the musicians and then to the audience proper. kaveh kneels and taps the floor as hythlodaeus takes on the piano, the soft timbres of which carries just far enough to be audible. ]

See here? I've all the wiring going through the floor; to make the deadline, we had to put in a stop-gap measure, so all the flooring beneath is hollow, which isn't a terrible thing for an one-use venue. I'd like to have it filled out properly for yours. See how it keeps you from noticing the seven sets of speakers we have filling this venue? It's invaluable to keep the place from devolving into a tangle of wires.