Stuff I want to say, but won't:
Dear Proprietrix of the venue where we intend to do a singles event tomorrow night,
You asked for women. I brought you women. Now, complaining that there are not enough men is not helpful. You set an attendance goal, I met my half. I have said, roughly 8 times, that I am happy working with any size crowd. Please stop asking me if I want to pull the plug. It is your shop.
What this sounds like to me is that you expect to be disappointed and you would like it to be my fault. That's okay, but I'm not playing.
You decide. Period.
Affection, if not love, me