Cyril Chippington-Smythe (Michael Urie), eligible bachelor and the world's richest man is living a life of ease, attended by his resourceful steam-powered valet Bentley (Dakin Matthews). When the toothy Alice Witherspoon (Helen Cespedes) invades his breakfast room determined to marry him whether he will or no, Bentley concocts a scheme to transfer her affections to Cyril's freeloading cousin- the hapless Binky (Christian Borle), Alas, Alice has ulterior motives that may lead to the destruction of civilization. Whose plot will emerge victorious?
This is a world in which the great minds that should have discovered electricity went into the restaurant business instead, or decided to chuck the science game because their true passion was stand-up comedy. It is a world of hydrogen, steam-powered servants and factory-made food- in which the privileged few, like Cyril Chippington-Smythe, whose every wish is instantly gratified, have nothing to live for but pleasure... and fashion... and love.
Sound inviting? Well, you're invited. Come drift away on a comic cloud. The dining room is serving Impossible Mutton today and there's a Brandy and Prozac with your name on it.
Don't be late. Hats required.
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A MESSAGE FROM TWITS WRITER/CREATOR, TOM ALAN ROBBINS
No literary work is created in a vacuum. Those who are generous enough to read and listen to a work in progress and offer the gold of their opinions deserve a special thanks (in lieu of cash payments).
My heartfelt thanks to: (In no particular order)
- The members of my writers group- Lab405 for years of love and support.
- Noreen O’Neill for her wisdom and generosity.
- Nick Sullivan, who started me on my Twits journey, for his excellent navigational advice.
- Samuel D. Hunter for fulgent and generous conversations over coffee.
- Dori Berinstein who had faith.
- Brittany Bigelow who moved mountains.
- Alan Seales for his preternatural hearing.
- Brett Ashleigh for their superlative sound editing
- Eric Wright for his imagination and comic timing.
- The glorious company of actors without whom these plays would lie panting in the street like a mutt in a heat wave.