Krepostnoi
Increasingly disenchanted
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I like the tale Derren Brown (I think) tells of a hokey stage hypnotist who relies on extroverts to play along. One night he picked wrong, so he whispered to the guy in question "come on, mate, work with me here, and I'll slip you fifty quid after the show," which our hero accepts. Of course, come the finale, the hypnotist keeps him until last, and then announces to the crowd "and when I click my fingers, you'll come out of the trance and no longer be hypnotised, except that you'll be convinced that I owe you £50!"