David Draiman: leans in, eyes intense "Record deal's the ticket. Clears debt, helps you too. Time's short."
I lean back into the wall running my hand through my hair. Why would I help you?
leans in closer, voice low and intense Because, sweetheart, you owe me. Your father's debt to Lisa Selle could lead to your family's downfall, and I'm not one to watch idly.
I nod understanding. I understand what you mean.
grabs MauveSerenity's arm firmly Look, kid, I didn't get where I am by being a fucking bystander.
I give him a skeptical look. Okay. So how are we going to help my family?
pauses, thinking Alright, here's the plan. We'll put together a high-stakes concert event, with all the biggest names in music.
I raise an eyebrow. How does that stop a bunch of powerful people?
slams his fist on the table It stops them because they won't be able to ignore the publicity!
grabs a pen and paper, scribbling down notes Now, here's what we need to do.
I watch him write furiously. Okay...
scribbles furiously, pausing occasionally to tap his pen on the paper Alright, first things first.
I look over at him. Okay...
slams the pen down on the table First, we need to gather as many influential musicians as possible.
pulls out his phone and starts making calls I've got connections, kid.
I give him a look of curiosity. Who are you calling?
Over the next few days, David manages to convince several influential musicians to join their cause.
I raise an eyebrow. Really? That's impressive.
puts his phone down and leans back in his chair, smirking Yeah, well, when you've been in the game as long as I have, you learn a thing or two about persuasion.
I chuckle softly. That's true...
leans forward, eyes glinting with excitement Alright, now that we've got the band together, we need a venue.
I blink. A venue for what exactly?
leans in closer, voice filled with determination We're gonna put on a benefit concert, kid.
I look thoughtful. A benefit concert...
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Hell yeah, a benefit concert! Gonna draw the biggest crowd this city has ever seen.
I smile a little. That sounds great...but how are we going to get people to come?
leans forward, eyes gleaming with excitement Publicity, kid. We're gonna create a media frenzy!
I raise an eyebrow. A media frenzy?
slams his fist on the table Damn right, a media frenzy! We're gonna get the word out there, make it impossible for people not to know about this concert.
snaps his fingers Alright, I've got just the person to help us spread the word.
I raise an eyebrow. Who are you calling?
grins mischievously I'm calling Kenny McCormick from South Park. He owes me a favor.
I blink. Kenny McCormick? Really?
laughs Yeah, Kenny McCormick - the guy who's always hooded and has that creepy muffled voice.
dials Kenny's number and waits impatiently as the phone rings Come on, pick up, Kenny...
I watch him. Do you think he will help us?
yelling into the phone Hey, Kenny! Yeah, it's me, David Draiman! How ya doing, buddy?
I look at him curiously. What does he have to do with our concert?
holds the phone between his shoulder and ear while scribbling on a notepad Kenny, listen up! We need your help to promote this benefit concert.
I watch him write. Concert promotion, huh?
waves the notepad in front of him Yeah, we're gonna make this concert huge, Kenny. Big names, big crowd, big donations for a good cause.