They nod.  'Have you discovered any plays of note yet.'

"There's 'No Exit'."

They pull it up on their computer and scan through for a bit, then look at Cam expectantly (though still expressionlessly).

"...us non-artists may need like rehearsal time. Also it's kind of a questionable choice, just the most prominent three-person play I found."

"Also I . . . can't . . . act.  For the record.  Like, I'll try if you want but, uh.  - Can you act."

'I have not recently tried.'

"Not especially but I would be willing to try if Ancora thinks it will help."

'It is not my focus but is unlikely to hurt.'

"Well, I can look up a less... questionable... play than No Exit and we can try if you want but we could also just do more music."

'Music is very good.  Plays may also be very good; I do not have enough information to say.'

"It seems like maybe we should try, like, a table read, and see how that goes."

"Sure. - oh, Milliways has translation, I can find something in any language..." A few minutes later he passes around paperbacks of a demon play.

Judy consistently reads her lines more quietly and less expressively than her normal speaking voice, and trips over phrasings a few times per scene, which doesn't help with either of those.

Ancora doesn't actually seem capable of repeating text verbatim except when it has the same sort of flowery phrasing they usually employ.  They aren't less expressive than is typical of them, but that still leaves them emoting in a recognizable way at most once or twice a page, for about a second per instance.

Cam does his best to improvise around Ancora's misreadings. He is a solid speaker but not a nuanced actor.

'Music and dance seem likely to be more fruitful avenues of magic accumulation.'

Nod nod.

'Do you have a favored recording of this play as performed by actors.'

"I've never heard of it before but I can put on a curator's favorite." He sets it up.

They pull their hair in front of their shoulders and get rid of their skirt - the same way they have always done, when sitting down, for reasons which are now more apparent - and settle in to watch.  They start modeling something flourishy on their computer partway through but don't walk away or turn it off.  Judy sits next to them and sniffles through the ending.

Afterwards they would like to try another drink recommendation from Bar.

Bar supplies a mocktail with pear and cherry and seltzer.

But what does it look like?  Is it pretty?

It is quite pretty, a pink to yellow gradient with bubbles in it.

Oh good.  Sip.

". . . Given that you don't have a torso . . ."