[Julia comes up to Lefou hesitantly, some papers in her hands. She doesn't really want to, like. Make things worse? But also she feels like it's probably better to do this now? She doesn't know. She really doesn't.]
. . . Do you know how to read music? I, um. [She holds out the papers, which are the music for a song. Which is theoretically written in French but I don't speak French.] I'm sorry I didn't finish earlier.
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. . . Do you know how to read music? I, um. [She holds out the papers, which are the music for a song. Which is theoretically written in French but I don't speak French.] I'm sorry I didn't finish earlier.