The drama studio smelled of dust and hairspray.
Mr. Pringle, the drama teacher, clapped his hands. He was wearing a black turtleneck and looked very serious.
"Macbeth!" Mr. Pringle shouted. "It is a play about power. About ambition. About the cost of wearing the crown."
He pointed at Mark.
"Mark, you are Macbeth. You want to be King. Show me your hunger."
Mark stood in the middle of the stage. He was holding a plastic skull (which was actually from Hamlet, but Mark brought it anyway).
"I WANT THE BURGER!" Mark screamed at the skull.
"The throne, Mark," Mr. Pringle sighed. "You want the throne. Not a burger."
"Same thing!" Mark argued. "A burger is the king of food. I am hungry for power! And ketchup!"
Alex sat in the audience. He rubbed his temples.
"Is this helpful?" Jude whispered. Jude was playing a tree. He was holding two branches and looking bored.
