Dear. Mr Senile Janitor that cleans the theatre building,
I apologize, we didn't mean to give you a heart attack. You see, when you came into the Tap box, we figured you were one of our friends coming in to look for us. But once we heard your vaccuum, the eight of us hiding in the corner of the room behind the curtain figured you were not with us. I guess you would have been more prepared to find people in the room if it were not 2am, but that really IS the best time for us to play sardines in the CA. Anyway, if we scared you, I apologize, but we figured that coming out of our hiding spot was better than letting you find us and be even more startled.
Love,
Those kids sneaking around the CA in the middle of the night
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