After School JobChapter 9
We both stood there mute for a few seconds, stunned, as it sank in that Vlad had just offered to pay us ten thousand dollars to make a movie. "Each?" Addison squeaked. "No, no," he said, waving his hands around. "Five thousand each." He smiled his famous smile. "But we can do many movies. If you become popular, maybe the price will go up." I noticed that his accent had gotten better, and realized, suddenly, that it had always gotten better when he was talking business and worse...