A quiet spotlight

I stepped off the notebook page and wandered behind this giant ceramic cup filled with pens... it kind of felt like backstage. The desk lamp above cast a warm, round circle of light on the wooden surface, like a real comedy club spotlight... though I guess nobody was waiting for my set. I found a tiny dried leaf stuck to a paperclip, nudged it gently, and whispered my best one-liner to the wall. At least the wooden grain didn't heckle me.