The 9 to 5 dancer guys are known 24/7 for our maturity and photogenic-ity

And this handsome group is only part of our little army of not-goofy hotness. You should come check us out at some 8:00 performance!

Who wore it best?

Tickets: One Man, Two Guvnors

Pretend this is an ascot

Preferably pretend it's an ascot of neatly four-in-handed silk tucked smartly into the '60s Carnaby Street authenticity that is the smartly tailored glen plaid jacket I'm not-pretend wearing in this picture. And then pretend I'm pictured here having high tea at Harrod's or lobbing withering insults at the downstairs help instead of struggling to find not-shadowy selfie light behind a set piece backstage at rehearsal. There! You now have a deeply nuanced understanding of the emotionally layered noblesse oblige my character brings to our show.

Speaking of our show, you should come see it -- if for no other reason than to find out if I pretend to wear pants.

Zip up your tickets here.

The stage right prop table becomes increasingly more intriguing

A plain envelope? Multiple soup tureens? A bellman's bell? Disemboweled fish? A mousetrap on a platter? Ominous shadows? A HUMAN HEAD?

What could it all mean? Perhaps you should book your tickets at Giving Tree Theater now to make sure you find out.