One in every crowd

When a friend invited The Husband and me to come see her band perform over the weekend, The Husband warned her that we'd have to harass her from our place in the audience.

"Oh," she nodded. "You're hecklers."
"We're professional hecklers," I corrected her.
"Really." She is not buying it.
"Yes, " I insisted. "In fact, we have a name."
"You do."
"We're known as the What-The-Hecklers."