Lusty bald producer organized casting couch for curious blonde babe who wants to become a star

Not particularly.

No.

Julia, you have my Avian spray.

Thank god.

I have it right here.

Thank you.

I'm prepared.

See, this is why I pay Julia.

Why do I pay you, Paul?

I don't think we know.

But when you find out, come back and let me know.

In the meantime, go get the agreement.

Exec's will call that I am not doing the judging tonight.

I'm a complete wreck.

I can't even deal with this stupid signing.

And I am not going to the dinner tonight,

so you can forget about it.

Really?

Look, I'll tell you what I'll do.

I'll call the studio execs, and I'll cancel the meeting

owing to some personal difficulties.

I'm sure they'll assume that we're being outbid

by some other interested party because nobody

in their right mind would turn down the kind of money

that they're offering you.

And you will be doing the judging.

Think of it like it's fun, like a distraction from you

taking the biggest gamble of your career

by ******** on the superhero meeting

and instead compensating with these

bullshit calendar signings.

Well, think of it this way.

I'm not going to do it.

And it's going to work out just fine.

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