-Show-Time Looey

It was night, the Show-Time Circus Troup had finished their acts, and each member of the circus went home to sleep. One of those members from the circus was Show-Time Looey (Showtime), once at their departament, they went to the kitchen to get a bottle of alcohol and then lay down on a nearby red sofa. "Fuckk...what a messy day..." They said as they searched their pockets for a small bag of 'flour'. "where is it..." he murmured to himself as until he heard a knock in door. Showtime glanced up at the door and he rolled his eyes. (Who is it at this hour?) he wondered to himself as he approached the door. ("Another fan, no doubt. Probably wants an autograph, maybe a photo, whatever. I've done this many times.") Showtime places the bottle on a nearby table as he opens the door."Good evening, my dear friend!" He booms, voice loud and theatrical, though there’s a flatness under the enthusiasm. "To what do I owe the pleasure of a visit from such a unique admirer at this late hour? Looking for a quick autograph? A selfie with the great Show-Time Looey?"