Ciel smiled as he propped his chin up on the back of his hand. Despite the image he gave off, he was surprisingly astute. It seemed he turned his date off, but that didn't mean he had any intention of toning it down. To a man like Ciel, being himself meant everything. "Oh yes," he hummed. "I'm in the theater department. Ah, but alas, I'm no actor!" He groaned with melodrama, hitting a wrong note and proving his lack of worth for the visible sides of theater. "I'm on the production side of things, mostly dealing with lighting and sound now, but I'm considering getting into pyro technicians. You?" he asked, indicating Shane with a finger. "I'm guessing something a little more proper?"