Vixel: My conducting today was simply awful. I did not make good use of each individual's talent, and the collective result was nothing short of a mess.
Vixel: It is so damnably frustrating!
Fritz: Can't believe that audience member thought they could go at the boss like that.
Fritz: It really pisses me off!
Vixel: Watch it!
Vixel: My apologies. You are Fritz from the circus troupe, are you not?
Fritz: That's me. And you're that conductor guy named Vixel, yeah?
Fritz: Seems lke I heard you grumbling just now.
Vixel: I could say the same of you. Perhaps we're more alike than I suspected.
Fritz: And maybe you ain't the goody two-shoes I took you for at first.
Vixel: Well, it seems we both have some issue bubbling under the surface. How very surprising.
Fritz: How so?
Vixel: You are an entertainer; a man who lives always in the public eye.
Vixel: It's difficult for such a man to keep skeletons in his closet.
Fritz: And you're a conductor, which just makes you a different kind of entertainer.
Vixel: One needs more than surface knowledge to play first-rate music. There are certain... sacrifices that must be made.
Fritz: I hear that. Hell, I polished my dagger-throwing skills on living targets.
Vixel: It seems everyone has a story.
Fritz: And a few they'd rather keep hidden.
Fritz: So what was your deal, music man? Did you smash out church windows with iron pipes and hijack carriages like I did?
Vixel: No—but I did used to walk around looking for any excuse to fight. Even the smallest of stray glances was enough for me.
Fritz: Ha ha! I used to punch out any fool who even looked at me cross-eyed! In fact... Huh?
Woman: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to look at you! Please don't beat me with a pipe!
Fritz: Who the—how long have you been standing there?!
Boy: I just wanted your autograph, mister...
Woman: And I wanted to give a gift to Vixel, but now I fear I've stumbled into a conversation most sordid and dire!
Fritz: Uhhh... Give us one tick here.
Fritz: Well, this ain't good.
Vixel: We'll need to talk our way out of this. You begin, and I will make sure that my story matches yours to a T.
Fritz: ...All right, you two. It's time to witness the true power of the circus.
Fritz: Ladieeeees and geeeeentlement! Prepare for a magical, mystical, MARVELOUS circus unlike anything you've ever seen before!
Woman: Sweet Ilia! You're going to beat us about the head and shoulders with pipes!
Fritz: Nobody's beatin' nobody with a pipe!...We're gonna show you a secret.
Vixel: Er, yes. For you see, you have stumbled upon our secret plan to fuse the world of the circus with the world of music!
Fritz: Right! And it turns out one of our ideas involves using daggers to smash stained glass into little bits.
Fritz: That's what we were discussing when you came up behind us. Apologies if we somehow gave the wrong impression.
Vixel: Ah, but mere words are not enough. Let us show you a working version of our act to make it up to you!
Vixel: I will sing, while he throws daggers at targets in time to the music.
Vixel: Naturally, he will not miss a single one. ...Er, right?
Fritz: I never miss. Let's go!
Vixel: La la laaaaa! ♪
Fritz: Ha ha yaaah!
Boy: Okay, now I TOTALLY need your autograph!
Woman: I can't believe I'm hearing Vixel sing in person... My heart feels like it's going to thump right out of my chest! *siiigh*
Fritz: We're glad you enjoyed our show. Do come again!
Fritz: Thanks for the save.
Vixel: It's been a long time since I've sung in front of a live audience, and I would prefer to put the experience behind me.
Fritz: What? Why? You were great.
Vixel: Regardless, though we managed to worm our way out of trouble this time, we should be more careful in the future.
Vixel: Our work may be different, but we both chose to live in the public eye.
Vixel: We cannot destroy the dreams they expect us to create.
Fritz: Yeah, nobody wants to know the sordid details of a dagger-thrower's past.
Fritz: Besides, I worked this hard so I could leave those bloody alleys behind me. I can't go slipping back now.
Fritz: I owe it to my fans AND myself.
Vixel: Well said indeed. Let us continue to strive for excellence in all that we do!
Vixel: And on that note, I must cease lamenting my failures and return to my studies.
Fritz: Sounds like a plan to me.
Fritz: ...Oh, but let's make sure to meet up in secret every now and then, yeah?
Fritz: We can talk about our pasts, or maybe this new act we're putting together.
Vixel: New act...? Wait, you're serious?!
Vixel: Hmm. Actually, that might be something of a lark, now that I think about it.
Vixel: And it could also be a truly dazzling show!