When Ezio, the little Prima Donna, had severely twisted his ankle and then broke his toe by falling into the orchestra pit while showing off for Leo, the company’s set designer, at practice just a week before opening, Shawn thought they were screwed (Ezio had only signed with the company after they promised he wouldn’t have to deal with an understudy, and, yeah, they wouldn’t be doing THAT again, any time soon).

Thankfully, the guy that had been hanging around with Rebecca, helping (playing) with the lights and generally making a nuisance of himself in Shawn’s book, turns out to be some sort of former dancing Prodigy, he is everything they need covered in a ton of rust, they just have to convince him to let them shake it loose for him.

Shaun is making notes he’ll compare later with Lucy, their Director, while he watches Desmond finishing the last few steps of his big solo, marveling at his amazing progress; thanks to the Animus, the show will go on.