You would think that, of all my interactive movie deals. A well known face such as myself would get a better pay grade by now or at least a better acting role, But I digress, but because like me and a few others, the round fat man hasn't had much success either. I mean how hard is it to have a script where he has more of a chance. Although I will admit, the last movie I was in, the fat man and faking his own death, was a new ploy, but probably there was a new script team. a few moments later the crew gets back to there senses, a bit startled at where I chose to be interviewed at. The man with the questions began to talk once more. Sure thing ladies, fellas my name is Miles Prower that household name you guys know me as is I will admit the name started back in my kid staring days, and as I got older I matured and prefer just Miles, but what the hell right?I'm here for you guys, and any fan of me is a friend indeed. I begin to look at the piece of paper laying on the table, cringing at the last bit I had to read. I look up to see Ned shaking my hands profusely speaking very fast. Dismissing the latter I look straight into his sockets like daggers, about to say something he's not going to enjoy, Good thing the camera crew is out of sight. I begin My cash grabbing smile returns when he say's I slide my fingers across my lips signifying the agreement. He acknowledges and proceeds through the rotating doors that lead outside the club. Now that there's no more interference I can get back to the party. Walking past other bodies dancing, and looking up at the nude women showing off their precious deposit boxes, I find an empty stool and rest my hands on the bar table, About ready for one hell of a night.