ThE amateur dramatics society were rehearsing their next play. But they were having trouble with the first scene. To begin with a bit of scenery proved inadequate for the job and collapsed upon first use. Then the timing of the entrance of the third actor on stage just could not be got right to the satisfaction of the director. Tempers became frayed and as the director attempted to chide the actor for, what seemed to the others like a perfect entrance, there was a throwing down of scripts and a stomping off stage by the other actors. They headed for the bar looking for something to calm the nerves, but the only thing that was on offer was pineapple juice. It took quite a while for the director to persuade the actors back on stage. This time it all went smoothly, though no one knew if it was because they acted better or because the director was less finickity.
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