I stared up at the women who was now on stage. She's actually pretty funny to be honest, but sadly her set was almost over. She smiled and waited to speak after the laughter died down.

"Ok, it's been really fun performing for you guys tonight. I hope to see you all again soon! Thank you and goodnight!" she said with a bow, the audience clapping as she stood and walked off stage. The host walked on stage to announce the next comedian.

"Sharon Teller, everyone!" he said, getting the audience to clap for the women once more. He looked around the room with a big smile, waiting for the clapping to die down. Once it was near gone, he spoke up. "Ok, next up we have Joey Gladstone!" he said, then clapped along with the audience as he walked off stage. Just as the guy Joey began to make his way on stage, a waitress appeared next to me.

"Would you like anything to drink, miss?" she whispered so that she wouldn't disturb anyone at the surrounding tables. I could hear the man begin to talk as I talked to the women, but I temporarily ignored him in order to not seem rude.

"Oh, um, just a water please." I answered with a smile. She smiled back.

"Coming right up." she replied, then walked away. I turned back around to face the comedian, glancing at Nancy first, who was staring up at the stage with an amused smile on her face. I then heard a voice that I could recognize anywhere.

"Yeah, so uh, what's up doc?" it said. I quickly turned to see the man who could imitate my favorite cartoon character so well and was not disappointed. He sure was a looker! He had blonde hair that was sort of long and was styled so that it kind of bounced on top of his head, and I have to admit, it looked really good. He was smiling widely and, my god, I didn't even know that a smile could be so attractive! And his eyes, oh, his eyes. I never really got why people were so obsessed with eyes, but now I know why. His bright blue eyes were full of wonder and excitement. Damn, I feel like a schoolgirl! Needless to say, my ex was the farthest thing from my mind right now. All I could do was stare at this man as he told hilarious jokes and did spot on impressions. He's funny and gorgeous! What a deal! I bet he has a girlfriend though, I mean, a man like him? Why wouldn't he? There's no use in even trying to do something. He's probably just going to leave as soon as his set's over anyways, so why think anymore of it? I tried my best to stop thinking about this man, but it turned out to be a hard thing to do. Come on! I mentally scolded myself. You've never even spoken to the guy! You didn't even know he existed until about five minutes ago! I let out a slightly dreamy sigh as I rested my chin against my hand, watching this man perform. I laughed at every single thing he said and did, my heart fluttering. I could hear a small voice in the back of my head and I tried my best to ignore it, though it began to chant the same thing over and over. Why am I reacting like this? This has never happened before. What's happening to me? What's happening to me? What's happening to me...