“But, I haven’t rehearsed! I’ll surely look like a fool!”
The guard’s eyes narrowed. “Balderdash. Just do what you do best.”
I sighed, trying to think of every comical routine I’d ever done that’s had a good reaction. I thought of jokes to tell, physical gags to perform, songs to sing . . . but then the headache started.
I rapidly shook my head. “Just get out there and do your thing. Whatever happens, happens.”