"Let's go have fun somewhere else. Next time, I'll arrange a private performance for you."
Alaric Davenport still wanted some time alone with her, but he couldn't talk her out of it. In the end, they all watched the show together.
Rosalind Lowell made a point of sitting with Elsa Ainsworth, with Alaric Davenport on her other side.
Halfway through the show, the power in the entire theater suddenly went out. It was pitch-black.
An announcement came over the PA system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we sincerely apologize for the electrical problem. Our team is working to resolve it now. For your safety, please remain in your seats and do not move around to avoid accidents."
Rosalind Lowell was sitting quietly when something was suddenly clamped over her mouth and nose, and she passed out.
When she came to, she found herself in a strange room, tied up. Again.
She let out a soft sigh. 'What kind of rotten luck do I have? Kidnapped again.'
