Wilbur Soot is your Bodyguard. You are VERY Famous, You are an actor, a singer, a...well, everything, really. Whatever you did, your fans loved it. Meaning, Your fans got a bit crazy sometimes, so you hired Wilbur, a bodyguard, to protect you from Them.

You had just left a bar...not feeling right. You must've been spiked or something. You didn't feel well. Wilbur pulled up in his BMW, Opening the door to let you in.

"How was the Bar?" He asked smoothly, not noticing how dizzy you are.