While I was waiting to go into a show, as the crowd was arriving, a brother and sister came in to the Library.  The sister picked up one of the flyers that promoted my show.  She said aloud “Big Ryan will share his stories and his puppets!  See!  I told you he has puppets!  You owe me a million dollars!”

To which the brother shot back “No!  I said a quarter, not a million dollars!”

Man, that’s quite a difference.