TV/Movie Star (There’s almost no difference anymore!)

“Dammit!” Francis heard behind him. “How come he gets in and we don’t?”

Intrigued, Francis turned towards the commotion, seeing two blonde-haired girls confront the guard.

“I’m sorry,” the security guard said. “He has a pass and you don’t.”

“C’mon, Fred,” one of the girls whined, “You got this gig cause of us.”

“If I recall,” Fred said, “You spent the three hours I was employed insulting me and playing tricks on me.”

“So?” said the other girl. “Just because they were hiring next door…”

Francis turned out the conversation, focusing on the two girls. Damn, they look awfully alike, he thought. Wait a minute! They’re the Olsen twins!

“… We just turned eighteen last week,” the slightly shorter of the twins said, flashing her eyes at the tall, built guard. “Maybe we could come to an agreement.”

Fresh meat, Francis grinned. And they’re twins!