The play was quite funny. A story about a marriage between a dark woman and a light man, it was the most unrealistic thing I'd ever heard of. The opposite combination, I can imagine. But this? I had to hold my giggles for most of it.
"It's supposed to be a tragedy, you know," Jack told me during the intermission. "You're not supposed to laugh. Glad you're enjoying it, though. Would you like to go for a drink?"
"Oh, yes, let's go for a drink. I never thought people imagined us like this." If it weren't funny, the man playing the woman (without shaving his beard, at that; couldn't he put some effort into this?) would have been pretty offensive. I mean, women like me may be strong, and not the prettiest, but we do look feminine. I sometimes even wear makeup. And a dress.
"So, I guess you l
