“I don’t know.” Archer blinked, confused. “I was sleeping, but I assume…”

He trailed off when he saw the expression on Beau’s face. This time it was more oh, my sweet summer child.

“You know what they say about assuming, Archer. Don’t be an ass.”

Archer went for dinner as soon as the dining hall opened, still with no sign of Caleb, and he was early for warm-up again—some sad attempt to make Mateo like him, he supposed. But Mateo ignored him, headphones firmly embedded in his ears when Archer arrived. The greenroom slowly filled up, until Archer realized that, in fact, only Caleb and Ben were missing.

He sent Caleb another message—Hey, where are you? Everything okay?—but it joined the other unanswered texts.

“Have you heard from Ben at all?” he asked Beau.

“No. I’m a little worried, actually. It’s not like Ben to be late.”

Archer frowned and found Betty powdering her face at the makeup table. “Did you go on the hike?” he asked.

“What hike?” she replied, leaning forward to examine her work in the mirror.

“Never mind,” Archer mumbled. He eased over to Dominik at his costume rack. “Did you go on the hike today?”

“Nope,” Dominik replied. “I was gonna, but my hamstring has been bugging me. I think it ended up being only Ben and Caleb.”

“Oh.”

“Speaking of…” Dominik looked around. “… where are they?”

“I don’t know. It’s five forty-five, though. And they haven’t answered any texts.”

Dominik cringed. “Has Mateo noticed yet?”

They swiveled to look at him just as he strode over to Harley.

“Harley,” Mateo said, mildly annoyed.

“What?” Harley replied without looking up from his phone.

“It’s Thursday.”

Harley blinked up at him. “Yeah?”

Mateo rubbed his forehead. “Thursday is Around the World.”

“Oh.” Harley looked down at his Broadway costume. “Right.”

Mateo muttered something, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Look,” he said, teeth clenched. “I need you to get it the fuck together.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m on it,” Harley muttered. “Geez.”

“I don’t think he’s noticed yet,” Archer whispered to Dominik.

Right then, Mateo’s head snapped over, staring right at Archer.

Archer widened his gaze, trying to look innocent.

Mateo’s eyes narrowed, and then he began looking around the room.

“Shit, he’s onto it,” Dominik muttered. “He’s gonna fucking lose it on Caleb.”

Then the door to the greenroom banged open. Archer breathed a sigh of relief and turned to grab Caleb’s costume for him.

But when Archer looked over, Caleb was not standing in the doorway.

The man who was in the doorway was wearing a turquoise suit, brandishing a cane, and carrying a small dog.

“Stewart!” Betty cried.

He threw his arms out. “I’m back, darlings!”

Betty and a few others rushed over for hugs.

“You didn’t tell us you were coming back tonight,” Mateo said, his stare slightly wild.