One of the perks of being an editorial intern at Scene is the chance to catch some crumbs off the Media Relations table. So it was that I found myself at the Allen Theatre on Playhouse Square for opening night of Ken Ludwig's world premiere, The Game's Afoot (or Holmes for the Holidays).
I arrived dressed up in a scarf and heels; still, that wasn't nearly dressed up enough to blend in with the full house of silver-haired matrons and their sweater-wearing hubbies three times my age. No, I wasn't planning on meeting my grandmother here. I came because I enjoy theater. (Besides, I enjoy being complacently out of place: Things of that sort began when my 16-year-old self showed up in go-go boots to a B-52's concert.)