No Joke Tonight

Tonight I ran the whole set. Just me and Kate in the back room. She sat on the wobbly stool, arms folded, waiting.

I tried to make the car park bit a joke. It wouldn't stay a joke. She didn't laugh. She just looked at me.

So I asked her. Can I do it twice. That was meant to be funny too. It wasn't.

She was quiet for ages. Then she said, that was it, Ol. I said, I don't know if I can do it twice. She said, neither do I. But you did it once.

Now I'm scared I'll wake up and put the mask back on. Be the funny one in Tesco. She'll know. I won't know she knows.

She did it once though. That has to count, right?

I'm making tea. Not making a joke about it.