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The Mieux Theater had long since gone out of business by the time Super Duper Broadway Man arrived. It was built back in 1924, and had steadily declined in profit ever since they had put on a production of 42 Street in 1971, with an actor named Chris Lemieux as the lead. His ego being to big for the little theater, quickly put the place in the dumps and it was eventually closed in 1990. So it was at this place that Super Duper Broadway Man decided to make his little "fortress".

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Captain Pasty, on his never-ending search for answers, wandered by the old theater. As he did so, he couldn't help but notice that the old building was looking a little broken into. Quietly, he squeezed through the person-sized hole in a boarded up window.

Once inside, he waited quietly for his eyes to adjust.

As Super Duper Broadway Man taped his way onto the stage he noticed that there was what appeared to be a spot light on it. Or, at least that’s what he thought it was for the first minute or so while he tried to figure out its point of origin. Eventually he stopped examining the long dead and burnt out ceiling lighting to notice the presents of another person in the building.

"Well... I honestly could have sworn that I was the only one giving off light in here", he said to himself, it appeared that this beam of light was reflecting off a mysterious person who had just entered and was looking around quizzically, "well I’m really not in the mood to share my stage with another star... I was in the mood for a solo."

With that he stepped into the beam of light and began to sing, Thoroughly Modern Millie's "What Do I Need with Love?”

“Oh, the places I would like to show you,
Although I hardly know you,
I’ve a funny feeling we make a perfect pair.
Famous sights I want to see you seeing,
Then nights of you and me-ing.
Me. You. We-
Wait a minute! Just a minute! No, no, no, no!”

After he had finished his song, he heard the question of the very shiny young man in front of him.

"I dare do all that become a man, Who dares do more, is none.", he said was quite a moment for the effect of one of Shakespeare’s most powerful lines to set in. "I do thank you for the complement and in the proper show of respect let me answer your question."

Here he did a very big Falap Stomp, sending a large cloud of glitter into the air, this was a little trick he had invented in order to create more desirable entrances, as it settled around him he said, "I am Super Duper Broadway Man. Now may I have the pleasure of knowing your name, and perhaps if you know it, then name of our mutual acquaintance in the back there as well?"

Super Duper Broadway Man decided to use this momentary surprise of Pasty's to his advantage. Quickly he dashed of stage into the back-stage area. Like any good theater this theater’s props and such were stored here. Here was a bridge, there was a smoke machine, off in a corner was a pile of old moth eaten costumes, and in the other a case of what appeared to be weapons he waked towards it. And opened it. In side there appeared to be several swords, most of which were dull, but looked sharp from a distance. But there was one. When he spied it, he smiled as the words of the Politician reverberated in his mind “…I can tell you this: my aim is to get rid of a certain pest who has been hindering my work for years. This pest goes by the name of 'Captain Pasty.” It was long, sharp, and unusually shiny. It was doubled edged and the handle was black whit what appeared to be a ruby at the end. He came picked it up, walked out and jumped of the stage, time stepped his way up to Captain Pasty and began to play with the sword, tossing it in the air spinning in fingers and getting uncomfortably close to Pasty’s face. He began to sing again.

“There was a time I could stop on a dime
Forbearance was one of my talents
But since you've been around I can't hold my ground
I'm consistently losing my balance

I'm an accident waiting to happen
I'm a mishap about to ensue
I'm the toy on the stair
The three legged chair
The hem that's been caught by a shoe

When my two lovesick arms started flappin'
There was nothing my ankles could do
I'm an accident waiting to happen
So how be I happen to you”

Super Duper Broadway Man heard the Captain’s question. He decided that just for the moment, he thought he would let the Captain have the illusion of control. He noticed his movements.

"Thank god I spent a good 15 of my life on Broadway", he said so softly that he him self could barely hear it.

It was there that he had learned the skills that were helping him now at this very moment. To be on stage and not knock things over, he had learned, one had to master the art of temporarily memorizing the position of all things on the stage, or what ever performing area one was in. It also greatly helped to memorize he path of moving objects. In order, of course, avoid smashing into them. And as these skill worked there magic now, he observed that Pasty was moving ever so slowly towards the crack of light in the wall that he had been using for a spot light only moments ago. He still held the sword, but he lowered it towards the floor, until the point was resting on it. A small smile played across his face as he thought of what to do next. He was still rather pleased and shocked that Captain Pasty had waltzed right into his hands, so soon after his deal with The Politician had been made. But he decided not to completely eradicate The Captain just yet; sadly the setting wasn’t right for such a thing.

He leaned slightly on the sword, looked The Captain right in the eye and said, "It’s your funeral if you do that, cutie."

“Have at thee Monsieur!” Super Duper Broadway Man cried out as he turned to face what ever had scared Capitan Pasty into running like such a little girl. The sword he had been resting on the ground, leapt into the air as he prepared himself for whatever was awaiting him. His cape swirled around him in a wonderful liquid motion and landed in an almost Batman like way around him. He was prepared to fight to the death, or what was more possible, the dramatic climax of this awful day with… nothing. He stood blinking in surprise and dismay and the lonely, empty, dusty seats. In that instant he realized two things.

One. He had fallen for the oldest trick in the book.

Two. Pasty obviously had more acting talent then he had given him credit for.

“Curse you to the depths of hell you fiendish Captain!” he cried as he turned around and saw that his original idea of what Pasty was going to do was correct. This was no time for Tap-Dancing. He raced as fast as he could but he knew it was too late. By the time he was half way to Pasty he was at the beam of light. Super Duper Broadway Man realized he was out of option. He did the only thing he could. The jumped in the air, and held the sword out so as not to hurt himself in the landing. He knew that the Captain’s skin could reflect light be he didn’t know as to what degree it he could do it to. In mid-air he swirled hi black cape round his head and body best he could, and in the process managed to look something like Dracula for a split second, be for hitting the floor hard. Hard enough in fact, that he got the wind knocked out of him.

Around that same moment, Pasty reached the beam of light. Turning to reflect it at Broadway Man, he asked, "What light beyond the window breaks? Oh wait, that's me!" As his pale radiance lit up the room, Pasty realized his intended target had his head covered and the only person in danger was-

"Mitch! Close your eyes!"