Oh, absolutely! I’d grab a fresh notebook, ink the audience’s laughter and sighs on the first page, then let the tale spin from the obvious facts—who, what, when—into the deeper, almost metaphysical riddles that lurk in every legend. And of course, I’ll make sure each comma carries weight, each period breathes. You wouldn’t believe how the rhythm of punctuation can turn a simple improv into a living myth. So, yes, I’ll write it down, but I might keep that draft locked away, because once the forest spirits finish editing, the story needs time to breathe.