Dayna Hanson's new piece is about blurriness. Between life and death; between everyday action and dance; between rehearsal and performance; between ending and beginning. As the audience enters, musician Dave Proscia and Maggie Brown are hanging out in the den that designer Etta Lillienthal has created; behind it is a ping-pong table, and across the room is a kitchen with a refrigerator—it's like a suburban basement unfolded like origami and spread out across the OTB stage. The phone rings; Maggie answers it; it's Dayna, who's running late, so they should start without her.