Dinner is served

I feigned a gasp, placing a hand on my chest. "Denise, darling, you flatter me!"

Joe, caught in the crossfire of our banter. "Live comedy show."

Denise, seemingly unamused. "Mellisa, your comedic tricks are as outdated as your fashion sense. I wouldn't be surprised if your next career move is a stint at the local clown academy."

I was to reply her, but kind Larry grabbed our attention: “The main course was served in the form of acting out random scenarios.”

The table buzzed with excitement as we eagerly anticipated our turn, and I exchanged an enthusiastic glance with Jenny. As we awaited our cue, the moderator, Gary, decided to spice things up a bit.

Jenny and I, assuming we could choose our partners, raised our hands in unison. However, Gary had a different plan in mind.

"No, no, no. Let's add a touch of suspense to this performance, shall we?" Gary announced with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "We're going to do this fair and square. Draw lots, everyone!"

I exchanged a bewilder