You make objections

"No", you say, deciding to put your foot down. "This- This wasn't the deal. I didn't agree to fuck you, I agreed to an audition with two other actors". You gesture towards Keith, and then towards the door. "I'm... willing to perform with Keith and Hughes, but that's the extent of it. I'm not your... your personal toy to play around with!".

Rick looks at you for a moment, swaying on his feet. Then he sighs, shaking his head in obvious disappointment. "Marcy, Marcy, Marcy", he says in a slow but steady tone as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Do you want to be in thish movie or not?"

"I-I do, but not like this", you say, deciding to stick to your confidence routine. "This isn't what we agreed to do", you add, crossing your arms. You have half a mind to leave, but you decide there's no harm in seeing where a bit of stubbornness can take you. You figure the worst that can happen is not landing the role, and getting the role wasn't even a sure shot in the first place.

Rick flashes a sudden unpleasant smirk, shaking his head once more. "Oh, shtupid girl", he exclaims suddenly. "You jusht made a ca... a career ending decishion!". He turns towards you and points dramatically with his finger. He looks akin to a sorcerer casting a curse on you. Despite his slurring of words, you're still taken aback by his sudden proclamation.

"What?!", you ask, flabbergasted. Your heart skips a beat as you look at Rick. Career ending decision? What is he talking about? Surely he can't pull that much weight within the studio, can he? You quickly glance over at Keith, but Keith is just inspecting his own boots and staying out of the whole discussion. Rick takes a step closer to you, his voice now a threatening whisper.

"It's shimple", Rick hisses as he stands very close to you. "I'm giving you a... lasht chance to wisen up. Exit this room now and you quit the indushtry."

Your back is to the door while Rick folds his hands with his index fingers pointed up against his lips, awaiting your reaction.