Lily walks into your dressing room, dressed in The Black Swan attire. With a grin, she was your understudy and your first performance, your White Swan performance, was…terrible, the person you were working with even dropped you. “A rough start, huh? Must have been pretty humiliating.” She mocks

You just stare, then yell “Get out of my room!”

Lily’s grin grows wider, more ruthless. “See, I'm just worried about the next act. I'm not sure you're feeling up to it.”

You yell again. “Stop. Please stop!”

“How about I dance the black swan for you?”