“Relax, kittens,” she said to the live audience of 3,200 glowing screens. “The leak was a test . A fiction. We wanted to see who would panic. And you passed. Tonight’s reward? The real location isn’t the Eclipse. It’s a decommissioned theater in the old市中心. Think Cirque du Soleil meets a secret court. Think fire-breathers and raw bar and a closet full of vintage Halston.”