For all that Broadway is about the bright lights, the animated dance routines, make-up and choreography, performers singing at the top of their lungs, there's one thing that most people don't realize: Broadway is actually, in many ways, about subtlety. About finding beauty in the little things— the brush of fingers, the wonder of an orphaned girl singing to all those around her, the joy of a young boy as he discovers all that dance opens up in his world. The accent of a flower peddler. The way hands link when a couple goes to dance. On the stage, Broadway doesn't center on all else there is in the world, the dirt and the grime, the blood shed. Broadway is a place where people are encouraged to live to the fullest, and in many ways, it's this philosophy that Kurt has taken up in his personal life as well as in the spotlight, refusing to let himself be dragged down.

Still, there are times when reality hits one square in the face, making it impossible to look away. This might be one of those times. He rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, finding the sun a little relentless. The beach, however, provides a nice breeze that takes the edge of the heat off.

It also comes with, apparently, a voice.

He's within a few feet of her when he finally speaks up, as soon as the last note of hers has faded into silence. "Nicely sung. Though the choice of song's a bit... morbid," he remarks, tone soft and considering.