ACT II

{Jenna and Brendon enter. Jenna is carrying her bag. Brendon takes a seat as Jenna glances at Nico's office doors. She then beckons the Workers to enter and come closer.}

{Jenna opens her bag slightly to reveal its contents, enticing the Workers. She pulls out a flask and drinks from it. She dances drunkenly throughout the following.}

Jenna
"Step into my office."

I don't know about you, boys
But if you're like me
Then hanging around this old manhole
Is bringing you down

Six-feet-under
Getting under your skin
Cabin fever is a-setting in
You're stir crazy!

Stuck in a rut!
Oh you could use a little pick-me-up
I can give you what it is you crave
A little something from the good old days

I got the wind right here in a jar
I got the rain on tap at the bar
I got sunshine up on the shelf
Allow me to introduce myself:

Brother, what's my name?
My name is—

Brendon & Workers
Our Lady of the Underground!

Jenna
Brother, what's my name?

Brendon & Workers
Our Lady of Ways!
Our Lady of Means!

Jenna
Brother, what's my name?
My name is...

Brendon & Workers
Our Lady of the Upside Down!

Jenna
Wanna know my name?
I'll tell you my name:
Jenna Black!

Come here, brother—let me guess:
It's the little things you miss
Spring flowers
Autumn leaves
Ask me, brother, and you shall receive

Or maybe these just ain't enough
Maybe you're looking for some stranger stuff
I got a sight for the sorest eye
When was the last time you saw the sky?

Wipe away your tears, brother
Brother, I know how you feel
I can see you're blinded by the sadness of it all
But look a little closer and
Everything will be revealed

Look a little closer and
There's a crack in the wall!

{Jenna pours some of her drink into Brendon's cup. She then addresses the reader and introduces the Band Members. The Workers cheer after each introduction.}

Jenna
Ladies and Gentlemen, Keons on the trombone!
Clifford on the cello!
Daniel Dema on the violin!
Spencer Smith on the drums!
Dallon Weekes on the bass!
Ryan Ross on the guitar!
And Patrick Stump on the keys!

You want stars?

{The Workers cheer.}

Jenna
I got a sky-full!
Put a quarter in the slot, you'll get an eyeful
You want the moon?
Yeah, I got her too
She's right here waiting in my pay-per-view

How long's it been?
A little moonshine ain't no sin
Tell my husband to take his time!
What the boss don't know
The boss won't mind

{She takes another sip before leaving the Workers.}