Very well!

[He pirouettes in place and his ponytail swishes behind him, then he scoops up the mat he was stretching on, rolls it up, and places it back in the bin nearby. He's buying time, stalling, making Eichi understand that he will be the one in control of this. It's what he's been longing for, a little control back in his life. He's been so alone, bordering on fearful, and he finally has something in his grasp that might change his fortunes. Will he let it get away? He'll have to see.]

Then, if you're prepared, I'll state my terms. This is, as you can see by my dress, an audition. You're used to those, aren't you? No? Ah, those of us in the theatre world know the trials of auditions perhaps best of all, so I'm fully comfortable with the process. As the one of lower standing, I have no illusions of being the "director" of this production. Rather, should this audition go as I hope, you'll be the one selecting me. You have all the power to turn me away, to find me wanting. I, in turn, have the power to decline the role.

[He adjusts his ponytail.]

I've prepared a monologue, a dance, and a vocal selection. Do you need a script to follow?