“Excuse me,” Said the leader in a posh accent, “but we appear to have lost our way.  It would be awfully kind of you to divert us to the direction of Mr Mickey Mouse please.”  Suddenly Barry burst out in a fit of hysterical laughter.

     “No no no, you mean Mr Mickey Mcgoogal.  Sure, please follow me boys; I’m going in that direction.”

      “Oh I say, that’s awfully kind of you.”  And so, they all trotted behind Barry in excitement.   Before long, they reached the door but found it was jammed. 

     “Oh no,  it’s not opening.  Wait, I think there may be another opening.  The group stood and waited while Barry searched for an escort or anyone who could help them get back in to watch the show. 

     Meanwhile inside, the tribal dance was really livening up and Mickey put torch flares in his mouth and breathed out fire.  There were young native ladies too who performed hoop dances while some bed over to go under a scolding hot rod and emerge out from the other end.  Mickey then began to call some of the audience onto the stage and encouraged them to dance along with him.  It was simply awesome.  The stage lights flashed on and off, like a disco party.  Suddenly the drums stopped and Mickey raised out both his arms to the crowds.   He gave a nod to someone backstage who dropped the curtains down.  After a while, the same tall attractive lady came out, holding a card which said INTERVAL which meant that the show was half way through.  Jenna felt this is the most appropriate moment to go and find Barry.

     “Gosh, poor Barry doesn’t know what he just missed.  I don’t know whether to thump him or give him a hug for going to all that inconvenience just to get me my salted popcorn.”  She stared at her wristwatch on her right arm and it read 7.45pm.  Jenna managed to find her way out and searched around frantically for Barry.  Her first instinct was to go to the savouries stall where there was a long queue.  This was most certainly the place where Barry must have come to buy the popcorn, but the queue was so long that she had no patience.  She fell out of it after some time and continued her search.  After sometime, there was someone with his back turned, dressed just like Barry.  Maybe it was Barry, thought Jenna and she rushed up to him, thumping him very hard on the back.