Kenn Gibb met up with us last Sunday night to run us through with some Toledo steel. Sounds more ominous than it was, really. It was a treat to see Jessica struggle to skewer me with 4 inch heels (that’s her in the heels, not me). A couple of sweaty hours later and the opening to the sword fight is set. Now we just have to remember it and follow through and not poke out anybody’s eyeball (ours or the audience).