The beatnik look is a great one that pairs well with a pie to the face (due, in part, to the color contrast). It's one that the Wife rocks in inimitable fashion, as she resolutely recites on, every line of poetry punctured by the pelting of pie. I've heard of people throwing food at performances they don't enjoy before, but this is ridiculous! And ridiculously hot. If all poetry readings were like this, I might take more interest in the medium! The pie hits come hard and fast, interrupting the breezy jazz music setting the otherwise serene scene with repeated regularity until the Wife can't help but break down giggling under her audience's ornery onslaught. I'm not sure what the Man does after these videos to make it up to her, but it must be good! A short clip--but not short on sexy slapstick.