Performing

ICBINC comedy show, in a classroom of some sort, audience of all young women, seated on the floor. We're unrehearsed, we don't even know for sure what our casting is.
It seems to be just me, Ben and Miles. Miles is bitching that he may not get much stage time, but Ben doesn't know his lines so I may stick Miles in more. He doesn't know his lines either but he's good at improv. The audience is there, watching, as we scramble to figure out what the hell we're doing. Miles' friend charged everyone a buck too much, and then refunded everyon $2 trying to correct. I'm not pissed though, It's no problem, compared with our bigger problem of not really having a show to put on.
Egads.