Started with a solo cough
Léopold went into acting at six months, during a family performance. He was supposed to say "Hello". He coughed. The room applauded. His mother told him that was "the tragic". He has never since questioned his own talent.
Plays Hamlet to a cookie skull
Every Tuesday, Léopold rehearses Hamlet alone in the barn. Instead of a skull, he holds a head-shaped cookie. He tends to cry mid-soliloquy, then eat the prop. That's his version. No one dares correct him.
Receives his reviews in bed
Léopold never reads reviews standing up. He lies down in his royal bed, puts on a cucumber mask, and has a butler read the articles aloud (a volunteer badger, in this case). He cries at bad reviews, but also at good ones. It depends on the cucumber.
