Fragments Chapter 11 Page 19

I introduce the first of five incredible comedy talents to love them further and I look up. He’s making his way through the crowd, they’re cheering. I hug him and whisper in his ear “slay ‘em.” I hand the mic to him like it’s an Olympic torch. He takes his spot and begins. I’m now at the back of the room watching this legend work his set. I shout a pint from the smiling bar manager, Monday has never been so good for him. Me and Annie are at the back of the room giggling like schoolchildren. Whatever we have done is good. Everyone is happy.

The whole evening seems to take about thirty seconds to pass. Everything is a blur. One thing that stands out though is the audience on its feet. As one. The headliner finishes on a killer line and shouts my name to