The crowd was silent for several long, agonising seconds.
Just as I was about to try and win them back over, the one guy who's always in the crowd spoke up.
"Yeah, good one buddy."
I had one shot. One chance to win them back over, now that the element of being made to look like a fool was introduced. So I took a deep breath, and went to speak.
There's always that one guy, but there's sometimes the second guy.
"Great work!"
At that point, I had lost them, so I just went to plan B.
First shots missed.
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