As if by premeditation, overnight, many gossip media outlets burst forth with numerous reports singing the praises of Martin Davis, the male lead in the wax museum.
The film's first-week box office exceeded expectations, so naturally, Martin had to be the absolute male lead.
And he had every right to fight for it.
In the living room of the villa, Louise stood in front of the bar and poured herself a drink. She asked, "How much did it cost?"
Martin roughly said, "Those gossip tabloids didn't cost much, they're not front-page material. The most significant was the Hollywood Reporter, Thomas applied for resources from the company."
Louise handed him a glass of whiskey: "The male lead of the box office champion, WMA giving a push is quite normal."
Martin clinked glasses with her: "To celebrate me."
Louise chuckled lightly: "To celebrate you becoming a bottom-tier star."
Martin downed his drink: "From a producer's perspective, am I now worth a million-dollar paycheck?"
