Time for a shower and a review...

Afterwards, you review the recording with the director. You and Sylvester have showered in the meanwhile. You're wearing a robe given to you by Honey, who has also kindly replaced the sheets while you were getting cleaned up. "That... Could have gone better", you say meekly, utterly embarrassed with what has occurred. You watch along over the directors shoulder as he plays the tape again. It starts out well enough, but the part where you start projectile vomiting in every direction is definitely something of a downer. The clip ends as the camera desperately tries to point away from your impromptu fountain impression. Then you hear a thud and a scream and the image turns to static.

"Don't worry. I'm sure we'll find someone to help you with your... Performance issues", the director replies as the clip ends, shifting his attention to the papers on his clipboard to avoid having to make eye-contact. He seems as embarrassed with what happened as you are.

"I don't have performance issues!", you snap out angrily. You can't fathom how they were expecting you to take a huge cock up your ass on day one.

The director nods and goes back to writing notes on his clipboard. "Don't worry about it, it happens", he says, not much caring to delve deeper into your situation. "We can probably still salvage the recording by cutting out the end".