Mendenhall over saw a large crane and a handful of workers as it lowered a roof on top of his now complete stage. "Perfect!" He said to the manager. "Thank you sir." The man just saluted and walked away. Mendenhall stood there, admiring his new stage, the place that he was going to perform a Christmas special. *Sigh*
Mendenhall slowly turned around and walked a few places to his table that he had set up. He had not gotten a cast yet of people to perform in this play. Heck he was only halfway done with his script and he necessarily didn't know how to get people to join him in his play. He just set up a desk in front of the stage with a sign that said:
"Christmas Special"
"Written by Mendenhall"
"Looking For Actors"
"Written by Mendenhall"
"Looking For Actors"
And so far he has gotten nothing to show for it. For now all he could do was wait for people to come and join him.