getting gigs

Brian got us this gig at pirate island in orem. it is a glorifed chuck e. cheese pirate pizza parlor. we played for 45 minutes. people ate pizza. our friends cheered and clapped hands and one lone man in a booth kept yelling piratey things at us. we are thinking of becoming wedding singers. when we talk and scheme about it it sounds like something out of white christmas:

                                     BOB
                           (Into phone)
                        Relax... I didn't ask you how much
                        it'll cost us...
                             (We hear an excited
                             high voice on the
                             phone)
                        Easy, easy, remember your blood
                        pressure... I don't care how much
                        it'll cost us... That's better...
                        Have everybody on the train first
                        thing in the morning.  The whole
                        Troupe, and the scenery, and the
                        costumes... You'll have to cancel us
                        off the Ed Harrison Show...  Oscar,
                        remember your blood pressure. 
                        Incidentally, how much will this
                        cost?
                             (He hears some figure. -
                             It obviously is a
                             very large number)
                        Good night, Oscar.
                             (He hangs up)
                        There you are.