What TV needs more of is middle-class white men. Said no one ever. Well, not recently hopefully. But it probably would benefit plenty from the strange, feminist sketch comedy and rubbery-faced characters brought to life by Anna Leong Brophy and Emily Lloyd-Saini, aka the comedy duo, Egg.

Vivanda and Rwanda are a competitive pair of fortune-telling sisters, both in touch with the Spirit Realm and fighting to see which one of them the spirit will enter first. A commercial break brings an advert for a fabulous new phone app: the Manulator automatically converts female voices into male ones for more efficient results, and one oddly-wigged suitor keeps hitting on them in the least appropriate of situations.

There are flashes of the nonsense chemistry that Victoria Wood and Julie Walters had as they gurn and side-eye at one another in scenes about wanky concept restaurants, or romantic London 'bruhs' in tracksuits wooing the ladies with their phones. A few accents could use some work (and mixing Scottish and Irish stereotypes should be left to Sean Connery in The Untouchables) but watching Egg cavort around proves that it really does take two to tango. When it comes to getting a break, Egg are asking for it.

Pleasance Courtyard, until 26 Aug (not 13), 6pm, £7–£10 (£6.50–£9).