"Next!" The casting director yelled next to Piper.

A familiar black haired man in a black v-neck and tight-in-the-right-spot jeanstepped onstage.

"Percy? But, but you're an FBI agent? What are you doing here?" Piper exclaimed.

"You know him?" Her casting director Jeremy said.

"I quit, and I always loved broadway," Percy said.

"Well your the only person to be attractive enough to be Eric, Piper is your friend, lets just hope you can sing and dance," Jeremy said.

Percy handed his sheet music to the pianist.

Piper immediatly recognized the song.

I got chiiiiiils they're multiplyin' and I'm looooooosing controooool. Cause the poweeeer you're supplyin' IT'S ELECTRIFYIN!
Percy belted out perfectly

You better shape up, cause I need a man, and my heart is set on youuuuu. You better shape up, you better understand, to my heart I must be true!
Piper responded as Sandy. She darted onto stage and started dancing with Percy while they continued the song.

When it was over Jeremy was standing and applauding.

"Okay come back tomorrow for your callback, there's two other guys we're looking at. And wear something to dance in," Jeremy said.

"That means you need to buy jazz shoes," Piper said.

"What are jazz shoes?" Percy asked.

"I'll buy you a pair," Piper said.

"Cool," Percy nodded. He was obviously fighting back a smile, "oh my god this is GREAT!" He grinned like crazy.

"Okay everyone that's a wrap for today!" Jeremy said.

Piper hooked her hand through Percy's and they skipped out the door together like they were from the Wizard of Oz.

"Why are we doing this?" He asked.

"Cause it's fun," Piper said.

"True, let's go by jazz shoes," Percy said.