Nineteen.

The Messrs. P had a much better time at the theatre tonight.  They got to play around in the make-up drawer and hang out with the fellas.  They are a little over-excited at the moment, but that's nothing a hot toddy and a half a Xanax won't cure.

"Oh, Mr. P - this really opens up your eyes!"

Eighteen.

The Messrs. P. went to the theatre tonight. 

"Mr. P - please come down from there - you're making me dyspeptic."