"Lily's final monologue was so captivating: 'We were at the back of the theatre, standing there in the dark, all of a sudden I feel one of ‘em tug my sleeve. Whispers, 'Trudy, look.' I said, 'Yeah, goose bumps. You definitely got goose bumps. You really like the play that much?' They said it wasn’t the play gave ‘em goose bumps, it was the audience. I forgot to tell ‘em to watch the play; they’d been watching the audience! Yeah, to see a group of strangers sitting together in the dark, laughing and crying about the same things...that just knocked ‘em out. They said, 'Trudy, the play was soup...the audience—art.'"
