The comedy club!

Comedy Club

Terry and Mandy want to go to the comedy club, and Tony and Maggie are shooting for the dance club, so it's your tie-breaking vote that chooses the comedy club. Terry pumps his hand triumphantly.

"In your face, Antonio!" he cries, brandishing his finger at him and his girlfriend. Tony grabs the waving digit and bends it in a direction it cannot go, replying cooly, "Please don't do that."

"Owwww let go! Alright, alright..." Terry retreats and cradles his injured finger.

"Okay then! Shall we?" says Tony, enthusiastically, "I'll drive."

The five of you arrive at the club around 10:30. It's called Keller's, and apparently there's a magician booked for 10:45, so you've arrived at a good time. Everyone pays at the door and takes a table near the front of the stage. It isn't a big club, but that makes it cozy. There are at least fifty people in the joint waiting for the next act, which, according to a billboard on the far wall, is...

"The Extraordinary Spigo?" Terry announces incredulously, "What's with tonight and things with horrible names?" Incidentally, you have the pleasure of sitting next to this fellow for the evening. Well, at least Diane's on the other side of you, thoughtfully distracting you from the outspoken spoilsport.

"C'mon, Terrence, could you shutup for once?" gripes Maggie, "Maybe it's -supposed- to be funny, I mean, do you think anyone's real name is -Spigo?-"

"I don't know. Whatever."

At exactly 10:45, the lights dim, and a spot-man casts his light down onto the stage. "Laaaaaaaaaadies and Gentlemen," goes the announcer, "Boyyyyyyyyys and Girls-- should wait outside-- Keller's Komedy Klub is pleased to bring you tonight, the sensational, the Extraordinary, Spiiiiiigoooooooooo!!"

The audience claps lethargically as Spigo, a tall, well-maintained man about thirty, enters the spot light. He holds his brown hands up high and smiles, basking the in the vapid applause. "Thank you, thank you," he says in a deep, smooth voice, "you're too kind. Now for my first miracle..."

Spigo does a variety of "miracles"... really just old tricks with a little extra music. Diane leans over and asks, "What do you think so far?"

You shrug. "I've seen better," you reply.
"Do you want to leave?" she asks, "I think Tony and Maggie don't really care."
"What about Terry?"
"Terry's gone."
A quick glance over your shoulder shows you a chair-- tipped over-- where the malcontent, Terry, used to be. "Oh."

Just then Spigo makes an announcement: "And now, ladies and gents, what you've all been waiting for: Spigo's hypno show!" He puts down all his props and gimmicks and throws his hands out to his sides. "Do I have any volunteers?"