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#((to get in and see her afterwards anyways; no one's getting past madame leota! not on her watch!))
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“And proud is what you have made me tonight,” Randall confirmed with a grin, saying gently, “Never before have I been given such a beautiful gift, and I know that I will treasure it always, Emily.” 
Her debut would live in his heart and mind forever, as he knew it would for the audience as well, of course, but to know that she had, as she said, given him her very soul, well...that would be such a gift he would never, ever take for granted. For her soul, like her voice, was beautiful, and too meant to be treasured forever and for always.
“We must celebrate!” he declared brightly-though he was still riding high on the euphoria of the performance, feeling positively electric, he could see that Emily herself was exhausted (the adrenaline rush likely cooling down now), and so he insisted that she rest (”you’ve more than earned it!”) while he hurried down to the café to get her some dinner-he was sure she had been too anxious to eat before the show, and was probably starving by now, and so he would make sure to bring her the richest, most filling meal the Café de L’Opera had to offer.
And cake! He would also bring cake-something sweet to enjoy afterwards; tonight was going to be a night of celebration! Anything the New Elissa (he’d already heard some of the critics call her that following the show, and he was delighted to think this title would show up in tomorrow’s papers) wanted, the Opera Ghost would be more than happy to provide.
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