Chapter 32
As they all walked to the theater together, Sunil berated himself for being naïve enough to believe Jethro, especially since his contract was perfectly clear about his duties: "Cover: Sousa." He cast his mind back to that first day of rehearsal to see if he'd missed any signs that Jethro was having him on. Their conversation had taken place during the act break. Stage management had provided the customary first-day spread of bagels and coffee, and Sunil had been refilling his cup when Jethro's reedy voice startled him and he'd spilled powdered creamer all over himself.
"Nice reading of Swallow," Jethro had said.
"Thanks." Sunil had acknowledged the compliment while ineffectively brushing granules of creamer off his favorite sweater.
"Sorry you don't have more to do in the show. I mean, you've got the Pawnee chief, but I'm guessing you're not exactly thrilled about that," Jethro observed shrewdly.