Everywhere there are piles of shoes and knick-knacks. Some dancers occasionally change shoes. What battered feet they have, no wonder they seldom wear sandals in public. The principal briefly smiles even. Notator sees a mistake, rubber comes out and one strange squiggle is replaced by another.
Dancers go in dribs and drabs and others waddle in from time to time.
Goodness knows why 'cos some seem to sit and do nothing. Perhaps second cast, or do they just like the piano plinking away. Perhaps hoping that everybody else will get injured and they can have an extra slice of the man. Shoes, tops and bottoms are constantly adjusted and arms continue to mark the moves as they try and remember their stuff. There is still much lying about with their feet up.