Picture this

The scene is set on a Sunday evening in a north-London pub. At first sight it seems a fairly posh one, you know, the kind where you can get bangers and mash capable of driving all past and present demons away. But as the actors settle into their roles and someone shouts "ACTION!", you quickly realize that this isn't the case.
A Man and a Woman walk in, with the usual certain cheekyness in their smiles, and place their orders at the bar. They spot their friends at the back of the room, where Sexy Guitarist is attempting a game of pool against a Jamaican in sweatpants, and make their way to the table. She smiles at the man staggering on a collision course towards them, at the last moment his centre of balance shifts and they reach their destination safely. Greetings are exchanged, kisses blown in the air, and the group gathers for a quick toast.
The camera zooms out to take in the supporting cast. We see a 20 stone woman of about 25, wearing tight fitting nylon baggy trousers, singing loudly to the Robbie Williams tune playing in the background, Sweatpants does a hop and a skip, Staggering Man enters the room, is about to fall into WhTr woman's lap, she sends out a roar (she might be laughing) and we hear someone shouting in the other room.
Zoom back on our group, Sexy Guitarist is now sitting down, has a crooked smile on his face and a lustfull look in his eyes, looking at Blonde Bombshell. The subject of discussion is travel.
Blonde Bombshell: "I've never really fancied going to China or Japan, although I know they've got, like, a massive history and culture and all that"
the Man: "Yeah, I'm the same, never been to keen on going there either"
Blonde Bombshell: "I think it's just 'cause I don't really fancy chinese or japanese men"...
Someone shouts "CUT!" and the lights go out. But if you look very carefully, you will se the Woman's jaw rolling on the floor, her eyes hanging out of their sockets, she can't believe her ears.
I wonder if I'm wasting my time.