T-Rex: Angola Maldives, my superspy character who is WAY better than James Bond, laughed heartily.

T-Rex: This open mic night at the bar was really paying off! TONS of good jokes!

T-Rex: Yes, Angola Maldives didn't work as a superspy every hour of EVERY day! Even HE took time off: for relaxation, as he was doing now, and for his many hobbies. Between acts he began chatting with someone else at the bar about his interest in painting miniature figures for wargaming, and this other guy was into it too!

Utahraptor: I don't believe this story one bit!
T-Rex: You never dared DREAM Angola would be SO chill?

Utahraptor: No, because I've never been to an open mic that wasn't an indelible stain on my mortal soul. It seems my fate - nay, curse - is that every one I attend is bleak, INCREDIBLY dour, and I can never leave because I'M THE ONLY ONE IN THE AUDIENCE WHO ISN'T A COMEDIAN and the MC begs me to stay between every set.

Narrator: LATER, T-REX BRINGS UTAHRAPTOR TO AN OPEN MIC NIGHT TO BREAK THIS CURSE, BUT INSTEAD GETS SUCKED INTO IT:
T-Rex: Oh god! I can actually FEEL my life shortening every second I'm here!
Off panel: This next comedian is just thirteen, and his set is POLITICAL!
T-Rex: Noooooooo