Alejandro: (whispering from the window) Guys, any help out here? (Anna and Theodore exchange glances. He hands her the costume.)

Anna : (clutches her stomach) Oh no, not again! Excuse me, please! (She runs toward the dressing rooms.)

Isadora* offstage :( with mounting frustration) Lord have mercy, where’s my housekeeper got off to now?

(Alejandro and Theodore look at each other in panic.)

Theodore : I’m coming, ma’am! I’m on my way! (in a high-pitched, feminine voice, he quickly throws the Greek costume over his clothes, along with the apron and the wig —we can see this happening.)

(Alejandro looks confused. Theodore gestures to him to stall for time.)

Alejandro : (still at the window, so he’s visible) Our dear housekeeper is coming, my love, the sweet girl you raised!

Theodore: