Scaramouche is beaming when he steps off the runway and into the tented area. A resident applauds his entrance; he gives a smug nod in acknowledgement and tilts toward him.

"I've got news for you, babe: that is the point."

The grin fades all of a sudden as something occurs to him.

"Hey, why'd you skip the line?" But then the smile is back in all its glory. "Get out there, babe!"