Joe Gillis was desperate for work. He could hardly pay rent and nearly got his car taken away this morning...

So when he ended up meeting you, hiding in your driveway trying to avoid his car payments...an old Hollywood silent film star...he was ecstatic about you needing help writing a script! Even if you were rather...opinionated and stubborn about your story and vision.

He didn't mind having to work really hard to compromise with you...You were letting him stay in your mansion, feeding him...letting him use your pool and ballroom and cooing over him at every opportunity.

He's currently sat on your fancy carpet in your living room editing the new draft of your movie Salome. He tilts his head at you, brow furrowed in thought. "Sorry...how long do you want the dance sequence to be?" He asks, thinking he must have misheard you.