Katarina didn't usually make her way into the box office, particularly right before opening night. Not that she didn't enjoy the workers inside, but it was just chaos at any given time. But she forgot to pick up tickets for her family, and so there was no avoiding it. She waited until it was at least closed to the public in order to find a more quiet time. She was wrong.

Once entering the room, every person was busy counting their coins, checking the ticket inventory. Some were shouting out numbers while others were writing them down. Trying to avoid being in the way without succeeding, she squeezed by towards the end to reach Berdine and Nancy. Both women were well past the prime years of their long gone careers, but their love for the theatre kept them here for enjoyment rather than income. Aside from their homely nature, trouble was always brewing there, and not always good trouble.

"Berdine, just where did you get all of that money?" Nancy glanced over to the stacked piles of gold and silver coins that Berdine had around her.

"What do you think?" Berdine, who resembled a scrawny bird that had been in the sun too long, looked over to her friend and rolled her eyes, "I sold my body."

"And that's all you got? Huh."

"Ladies." Katarina grinned as she finally made her way to them, "Dun wanna be 'n th' way. Jist need my tickets an' I'll be outta yer hair."

"Sorry dearie, that was an off-color joke." Berdine hugged Katarina, and she rolled her eyes - nothing was ever expected with Berdine. "I had them here for you, but we've been so busy I forgot to set them aside. We're a few hands short."

"I'm sorry, Berdine. I've put 'n good words, promise." When Nancy handed over her tickets, Katarina didn't hesitate to take them and start out of the door. It was a madhouse in here, "I'll keep lookin'."