[ Frederick proves no one's point, save for maybe the point that his talents are best suited for off the stage rather than on. The hushed yelling slowly brings him back to his senses, enough that he's able to shake off the shock of moments prior.

Since Red's not doing much of the talking, he steps in, gaze lowered in shame. ]

My apologies, the error was entirely my fault to bear. My companion [ that's you, Red! ] is not to blame for my lack of skill upon the stage.

[ As the whole world has now seen... ]

But if you'll allow me to make up for my transgressions, I promise I shall do much better during the second act.

[ Is there even going to be a second act, they've already ruined the first. ]