Oh boy, last rehearsal this morning at 7.45am ... now that's what I call dedication! But we're almost there, in every sense of the word.

The choreography is finished, everyone has practised to the best of their abilities, which are universally awesome and we're going to kick some serious butt.

Not to mention the fact that the boys (incl. me) look like serious and mean security guards. We even have proper south western US of A names, they're Chuck (aka. Arron), Bill (aka. Oscar), Ding (aka. Sun) and Mitch (aka. me).

We must be very convincing because most people sheepishly showed us their IDs when we harassed them at the door to the full cast rehearsal last Sunday.

So if we fail at everything else, we can always be security guards ...