Shaking his head, Robert turned into the lobby on the first floor; Martin saw him and waved, asking, "How did it go?"
Robert, with a gloomy face, said, "Can't they see that I have a star-sized head just like Stallone, Willis, and Schwarzenegger?"
Martin took a step back, sizing him up and nodding, "In terms of appearance, you're distinctive and can make a strong impression on the audience. Have you seen the trailer for Pirates of the Caribbean? If you were dressed as a pirate, you'd stand out even more than those pirates."
Robert had indeed seen it, and with his hands in his pockets, he said, "Buddy, I have a thick skin; you can say I'm ugly, and I won't mind."
He suddenly remembered something Martin often said and decided to tease him a bit, "But, when you drink Coke in the future..."
Martin was quick on the uptake, "I swear, I'm never drinking from a glass Coke bottle again."
The heaviness lifted from Robert, and he said, "Thanks, pal. I feel much better now."
