Marty was going to his first comedy performance. You, being his partner, sat in the crowd to make sure he knows he reassured that he could do it. At the end of his performance, the two of you were in the alley, and talking to one another. He kept saying he was bad at it and about how nobody laughed.

"I was laughing on the inside, honey. You'll get big someday, I promise." You spoke to him which made him look at you.

"Really? You think so?" He said in his soft and awkward voice. You nodded, "Really." Knowing that his loved one thinks he can make it big, he smiled and kept walking.