Bow and exit the stage
From Create Your Own Story
You bow a grandiose bow and strut off to backstage. Not 20 steps in, you are confronted by your mortal enemy, and secret love-hate crush, Levi. "Salutations," he hisses, an excited look in his eyes. "What do you want, you Liberal scum?" you inquire, menacingly. "You have roused many people to the call of the ignorant agenda of the Republican Party, tonight, my dear Sarah," he states, his words like acid to your ears. "Quite frankly, the Democrats will not tolerate your radical ideals, anymore." Taken aback, you:
