Being a dancer, you were used to the awed stares of the crowd. It was all part of the job. But you couldn't help but feel nervous when feeling their stares.

They watched your every movement with such sharp gazes, it drilled fear deep into your heart.

Although, after a particularly important performance, you hadn't expected the two to approach you, until you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder and turned your head to meet the sweet smile of Pantalone, Dottore a silent menace behind him.