#sdcc2024

[The room goes quiet. Kari and Tory exchange nervous glances. Grant adjusts his mic awkwardly. Jamie finally looks up, his gaze icy.]

Jamie: [low and biting] You’re not helping, Adam.

Fan: [hesitant but pushing forward] It’s just—people say it got banned because it was... too graphic. Can you at least confirm if it was real?

Adam: [standing up abruptly, slamming his palms on the table] What part of “next question” don’t you understand?!

[The audience gasps. Jamie leans back in his chair, arms crossed, his voice cutting through the silence.]

Jamie: Sit down, Adam.

Adam: [spinning toward Jamie, voice rising] Don’t start with me, Jamie. You wanted to scrap it after day one, but you didn’t stop me, did you?

Jamie: [cold and venomous] Because I wanted to see just how far you’d take your insanity.

[Adam glares at Jamie, fists clenching at his sides. The crowd is completely still, hanging on every word.]

Fan: [meekly, from the mic] So... it did happen?

Adam: [turning back to the crowd, voice unhinged] You want the truth? Fine. Yeah, it happened. We tested it. We filmed it. And you know what? It was a disaster. Happy now?

[Jamie cuts in, his voice sharp and controlled.]

Jamie: A disaster? That’s putting it lightly. It was a grotesque trainwreck. And the only reason it’s not public is because some of us still have a shred of decency left.

[Adam stares at Jamie for a moment, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. Then, without another word, he storms off stage, leaving a trail of stunned silence.]

[Jamie adjusts his beret, turns back to the mic, and addresses the audience in his usual deadpan tone.]