“I’m telling you, Ms. Lamont, it’ll be colossal!” the young man said.
“Let me get this straight,” I said. “You want to make a movie about an alien race of vampires who lure their victims by means of children wearing dollar bills?”
“That’s right,” he said. He placed two dollar bills on the ends of his fingers, and walked his hand across my desk.
“See? People always follow the money; their greed leads to their destruction.”
“Sorry,” I said, “but it’s just doesn’t send me. It’s missing something.”
“What!” he shouted. “It’s got everything! Aliens! Vampires! Babies!
“No,” I said.
He rose from his chair. “You’ll see. I’ll get financing…I’ll do GoFundMe. It will be a HUGE success!”
In his haste to leave, he lost his footing and did a magnificent pirouette to keep from falling.
“That’s it!” I said. “Make it a musical! Call it ‘Children of the Con.’”
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