Spike slowly eased himself into the new trousers and let Faye put his boots on for him. He tried doing as much stuff for himself as he could, hoping to stretch himself back into the man he was before the deboning accident but he still couldn't move the way he had before. He looked at the top of Faye's head as she struggled to push one of his feet into a boot. He watched her fingers whip about his ankles, knuckles white with the tugging and shoving. Jet stood to one side holding up a shirt and tie identical to Spike's old ones. The room was filled with suits exactly the same as the one he had always worn.

He felt like a cartoon character.

"I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do."

"Well," Jet began, slinging the shirt over Spike's shoulder and starting to knot the tie, "We're just here to find out some stuff about the movie. And it can't be laid out any easier. We're here, the stunt doubles are gone, we look exactly like the characters in the film..."

"We are the characters in the film," Faye corrected him.

"Right. Anyways, we just spend some time on the set finding out some stuff about the script and who this Akaido guy is."

"And we get paid for it." Spike hinted. He wasn't going to hurt himself doing volunteer work.

"This gig is catered," Jet said.

Spike felt his stomach begin to feed on itself inside him at the mention of food. "I dream of meat," he said.

Faye stood and tugged at her new stay-ups. It was the only thing she bothered to take from the 'Faye' trailer. She also pocketed a whole bunch of extra ones, stuffing them wherever she could find space in her tiny outfit. Jet didn't find anything of interest in the 'Jet' trailer. Although he kept looking at himself in every reflective surface they passed as they travelled through the set. Mirrors, windows, car hoods, etc. He liked the way his eyes were looking.

The tiny, bespectacled asian girl from earlier burst into the trailer with her clipboard and a pen hanging at her side from a chain.

"Alright. You're all we've got but you'll have to do." She walked past the three briskly and turned with a stomp to face them.

"Okay, you guys don't look too bad. And I mean you're only stunt doubles so how good do you actually need to look. I'm sure Mr. Akaido will be happy. And we all live to make Mr. Akaido happy, right?" She said sarcastically. She pushed her glasses up her nose and flipped through a few pages clamped to her clipboard.

"So we need Mae for a fighting sequence coming up. I'll come and find you guys in a few hours, okay? Okay."

The three looked at each other, confused and not sure who the little Asian woman was talking to. She shot Faye an icy glare over her shoulder as she went out the door, "Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go, already!"

Faye suddenly came to life and followed her down the trailer steps and out into the open air.

"This should be interesting. Faye having to do what she's told to do for a change," Spike said as he buttoned up his shirt.

"Let's go have a look around the set. See if we can find out who wrote this thing." Jet handed Spike the tie and started for the door. Spike sighed and dropped the tie around his neck. He sat there for a few moments and then,

"I think I saw luncheon meats being put out on one of the tables."

"Let's go," Spike stood and grabbed a jacket off a hanger, shoving past Jet to get outside.