During dinner Heather debated whether she'd go to the show at all (she did), or at least what she'd do with her extra ticket, as other friends who'd almost gone had been unable to go to the show, and I knew I wouldn't be up for using the ticket myself. (And maybe I'm a little more suspicious of going to a show after listening to Pink Floyd The Wall, which I'd played yesterday. Would the singer have all of us shot?) For about three seconds she considered selling it, then slightly more seriously considered under-selling it, but she knew that would rightfully annoy the venue. We'd be right outside of it, after all. She also wished she'd brought cash with her to buy merchandise in the venue.
LET'S SOLVE ALL OF THESE ISSUES, SHALL WE:
A) Give Heather the magical ability to turn the ticket into cash!
B) Fold the ticket into a magical origami bird that transforms into a real bird! Add beauty to the world! Everyone would be so impressed that they'd give her merch!
C) Set the ticket on fire! Heather doesn't smoke anymore (go Heather!), but someone on the street would have a lighter. (Is fire like magic? IT CAN BE.) Everyone would be so scared that they'd give her merch!
D) Heather turns independently wealthy and buys the Hawthorne Theater, then pays acts to come there and play free shows. (Just for her? Depends on how wealthy.)
IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES.
Also, I probably shouldn't try running a concert venue.