Refuse the Lightening

We're working on a new performance piece. Or it's kind of an old piece that I revamped, revised. We've been working lines. It's kind of strange, kind of funny (at least to me).

Last night, while we were reading the script a lightening bolt hit me square in the forehead. Puppets?!?

Puppets? Really, I hate Puppets! Still, can I really refuse the bolt of lightening?!