Meeting the Jokers

Part 2

The rest of the day went smoothly, I hadn't met the two other guys which I had seen earlier in front of the camera. One of the others did their dares but didn't interact with me like Q and Sal. There was another man who was bald, slimmer than the others; and the other guy was larger, with greyish hair. They looked just as friendly but I hadn't had a chance to meet them. What would I say? About how I met their friends? My world seems blurry- I can only focus on these four guys who've entered my life today. They don't even know how I feel.

Its not like they don't care about me- but they don't have much time to speak with me and the other workers who are fixated on them.

When I begin filling a customers bottle of water, my phone goes off.

Hey, heard the Impractical Jokers are where you work? ;)

It was my friend Emily.

Yeah, met two of them, seem like cool guys

I'm so jealous! Any chance of an autograph for me?

Maybe

I type rapidly as the boys returned to the building. One more joker has to fulfil his dare. It was the oldest looking one. I had only ever seen him smile- like everything was cheering him up.

He waved goodbye to the guys and snatched an apron from the peg, keeping his eyes on the corner of a wall. Was that a camera? Filming where I had been for the past hour?

"Hey," he nodded up at me, "Joe."

"Olivia."

Joe pranced around the customers in line for food and was constantly looking for a guy called 'Larry'- I looked at all the orders, not one person had a name even similar to Larry.

I was only half keeping up with my job- customers were getting rowdy and impatient, but I couldn't take my eyes off Joe. He sat down with a couple, getting in between their intertwined hands, shushed babies up by trying to secretly take the pushchair (got spotted every time. Not just spotted, yelled at.)

Joe had finished when he came back over to me, looking confident in his ways. Then stopped dead in his tracks, shook his head and repeated "you jerks."

"What was that all about?" I mused as he put his apron away.

"Oh, the guys were trying to get me to flirt with you," he sighed, but in reply to my blank expression he gestured his wedding ring.

"Oh!" I scoffed, shocked.

"Anyway, my times up. I need to go," he trailed off, facing the wall again.

"Wait," I blared, "can you sign this?"

I had pulled out a paper towel, and a pen from my apron. "For my friend."

"Don't you want one?" He laughed, looking at me seriously.

"No," I mumbled, "I've met you, that's better."

Trust me not to mention I've never heard of them until this day.

"Do you know where everyone else is? To sign it?"

He led me on outside the cafe and into a secret door just beside. Wow, I thought. Since when was this there?

The others were crowded round a monitor, laughing and eating. There was a reserved pile for Joe, I gathered. With a pile of half eaten nachos on the seat.

"Hey it's Olivia," Sal looked giddy, to which I nervously smiled.

"Hi."

"She needs you to sign it," Joe said.

They more than happily signed it, except Sal got over excited and signed it for Q as well, "I'm better than Q, you don't need his."

"It's not for me," I announce, causing them to cast confused faces around.

"Well I can take that heart off," Sal joked. There wasn't a heart.

Q barged his way through the secret door, looking angrily at Sal.

"You ordered me Sushi? That's what this was all about!"