Delirious Page #5

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- That shot is awesome, Les!

- Isn't it?

- It's so good.

- You know why?

I've got the laser eye.

- Yeah, you do.

- It's a blessing.

It's also a curse,

because sometimes I see too much.

Yeah.

Cool.

Hey, don't touch anything!

You're here to learn. Okay?

- I was just wondering...

- Well, I'm showing you. Okay?

Take it easy.

Alright, we send it

to my friend Betsey

at Looking Glass.

Send. There it goes.

What do we do now?

Now we sit and wait

for the offers to come in.

Okay.

But for you, go get me coffee.

Okay.

It's impossible now because

we're in the middle of a meeting.

- Housecleaning?

- One hour.

Finish, Byron.

Okay, that's it for the Today Show.

There's nothing else about that.

Vanity Fair's now confirmed

for the 19 th. Definite.

Great.

Music Awards.

Music Awards?

Do you want to present?

No.

Premiere a video.

No performance, just the video.

Oh my god,

do you have a new song?

No, but I'm working on it.

Okay, income.

Well, increases all the way

down the line, as you can see.

I want to do a fragrance.

Oh, my God.

Yes! I love this.

That is something I could

really run with K'harma.

Something spicy.

It could be anything.

K'harma Spice. K'harma Mist.

Or K'harmania. K'harmalicious.

K'harmageddon.

Those are definitely

interesting ideas.

Oh, I have one more thing

that I have to mention.

I got an e-mail from your parents.

My parents?

Actually,

their attorney. I'm going to

read you just the gist of it.

"Blah, blah, blah, congratulations

on your upcoming birthday...

...however despite

your painful decision to separate

from us you are still our daughter

and we feel we have a moral

and legal right to compensation

for the expense

we incurred in raising you."

Expense?

How much do they want?

Seven million.

Come on, The Star

just offered me six.

Give me nine and it's yours.

Well, I got to have at least eight.

Alright, seven.

Look, you screw me on this

I'm going to come

over there with a machete.

I'm just kidding.

Just send the check.

Seven hundred dollars!

Placed! Yes!

Alright! Hey, you know what?

You did good today.

- Thanks, Les.

- You know what I'm thinking?

I'll going to take your headshots.

Free of charge.

- Really?

- Yeah. And I'll tell you what.

I know some casting directors.

I'll send it to them...

maybe get you some extra work.

Les, you're awesome.

Alright. Take it easy.

I thought you said you weren't gay.

Thank you.

- You hungry?

- I'm starving.

Alright, here's the Plan.

We sack out for a few hours then

we go to this benefit uptown.

It's small potatoes for me

but we'll score free chow.

- Sounds like a plan.

- Alright.

Get in that private room, Private,

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