Andy !

performer. husband. father. grammy winner.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

“ This is a musical ma’am. If there’s
no gay, there’s a 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢. . . “

—— Andrew Rannells-Levitt .

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody There was about thirty minutes before he could respond, Andy sending over his email.

‘Beautiful! Have this great and responsible Piper send over her resume and I’ll set up a time to meet with her. Thank you, Charlie!”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

To: Party Crasher Charlie Prescott.

‘Andy here! You wouldn’t happen to know anybody looking for a nannying gig, would you? Our spot here freed up and I wanted to extend the offer before I go through the trouble of putting an ad out.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

Karen, you can come too. Just leave that grouch alone in the penthouse.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

Darren honey, if you ever need a break, come stay with us.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@SonorousBeat Andy laughed at that —

“Right, the freshness does that to you.”

He grinned wide, nodding as if this were a very serious discussion they had taken up.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody He laughed quietly at that, curls shifting with the nod that occurred — hips doing a wiggle as he decided what to snack on next.

“New York is oddly intimate in my opinion.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody His smiled widened, eyes crinkling at the corners as he gave an amused chuckle.

“I can imagine! This? God, it’ll be halfway off before the night’s over, but thank you! And apologies in advance!”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody “No better place to acquire art in my opinion, unless you’re stealing from the Louvre.”

He joked, taking her up on her suggestion of the cranberry goat cheese — the performer humming with delight not long after.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody Hadn’t she mentioned galleries or . . art or something of the sort just moments ago?

“Prescott!”

His head righted, a finger pointing before he gently shook her hand. “You must be Susan’s kid!”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@SonorousBeat Andy ignored the jaw dropping, trying not to show too much amusement as a firm shake was given and a sip soon taken from his drink.

Who were wall these younger ones so surprised by the guest list?

“You too, Kit. That’s a fun name.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody “Aren’t they? Oh my god— I’m so rude. What’s your name!? Other than Sally of course.”

He moved down the line about to allow her a few more options to graze on, and himself.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@SonorousBeat Andy had to laugh now, painted margins forming a smile as he offered up a hand to what was clearly Elton John.

What an icon.

“Andy Rannells-Levitt, nice to meet you.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@SonorousBeat He dropped his voice as low as it could possibly go, giving a nod of agreement .

“You bet your ass it is.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody “Mmhm — mhmm, my lips are sealed sweetie, don’t you worry. If anyone asks, you came with me.”

A hand waved before plucking a chocolate strawberry and setting it in her hand.

“Try that, it’s to die for.”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody His gaze narrowed then before a playful little smile surfaced. “You certainly picked a good party to crash.”

A little giggle of his own sounded.

“It’s his party — well, Karen’s. Theirs!”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@RousingRhapsody “I know.”

He joked. “It’s okay.” His hand gently touched her shoulder before he directed his gaze back down to the cheese. Was that Stilton? Ugh he was in heaven.

“You don’t seem used to this, honey. First Wills party?��

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@LyricsWritten Exactly, exactly.

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

Oh shucks.

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

And to you, the Angel of Music!

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

Happy Halloween, Supreme Leader!

[Ryan Stewart @StagesCreated]

Happy Halloween…

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

@IllustriousSong There was the smallest cough, a little choke from her brie as Charlie quickly tried to swallow the contents left in her mouth. A sheepish grin was given, a little giggle.

“Oh god.. ! Thanks! It did, my hands were cramping so bad. I mean— your costume though? 𝑨𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈!”

[Andy ! @IllustriousSong]

towering over the charcuterie boards, martini in hand.