I was doing a holiday party this weekend, up by Sonoma, in the wine country. There were 15 or so seniors at the party and about 8 or 10 watching me, for an hour run. I was slaying them all, and getting some of the best responses you could hope for. Even my fumble chop cup had 'em screaming.
Just then one of the grand children of the lady having the party came in to watch. A girl about 18 or so. While ditching the cup and asking if they would like to see an illusion with cards, the girl says in a very loud voice: What are you going to do? A bunch of garbage with trick decks?
I let the stripper slide back in the bag and asked her to step forward. The room was silent and the mood was pretty much shattered by then. I did what I had to do and used her for Kollassal Killer. She was so dumbfounded she just sat down and said nothing. The momentum was back and I finished up the last half hour as well as the first.
Narrow escape, and if I had not heard about it here at the Café, there would be no Killer in my wallet. I usually have a normal deck on me and a half dozen really great tricks with it. This time I only had a stripper set up for aces and an invisible deck, neither that could be inspected.
The lesson here is, you need a little adrenaline now and then to teach you how to be ready. :lol:
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