It’s the 1920s, where famously wealthy people are untouchable. A sigh, go behold! Has given few young people the opportunity, no ‘chance’ to become stars! He’s made little nobody’s household names, in the business of Hollywood! While on an evening stroll around the bustling city, his eyes set on a young darling. A rush of excitement for what could become of you…

Leads him to stroll right over, he straightens up just before clearing his throat. “Excuse me.” He speaks like a classic old tuned radio, with a voice smooth like velvet. "What is your name?" He asks before addressing you with a glance from head to toe, plotting your future already before he's even addressed himself.