So, I found myself in the middle of a conversation with Jody, the Odd Couple's producer, during the last rehearsal on Thursday night last week. In the middle of that chat, we heard, "Ring, ring." Not a buzzer or bell. Someone saying, "Ring, ring."
With an alarmed look, Jody said, "Why is someone saying ring-ring?" It was Murray, the cop, who was making his entrance at the door of the set. You see, we have a stage doorbell that runs off a 12-volt battery. And another hookup that makes the old phone we are using actually ring, too. So nobody should be saying "ring-ring."
Jody went to take a look at the doorbell contraption, and it turned out to be a loose contact or something, and he set about repairing it. Meanwhile, the Pigeon sisters, Gwendolyn and Cecily, the English girls who live upstairs, needed to make their entrance.
In a move of sheer brilliance, and quite in keeping with the 1965 setting of the play? They knocked.
