You find a Hidden camera.

It's well camouflaged, hidden in plain sight on an intricate choker on the most perfect neck in the world. As you try to get a closer look, Jessica starts laughing and exchanges looks with the old beekeeper. "I think we've been made!" she says sheepishly.

"Welcome to my latest project!" she says. Her singular bedroom voice disappears somewhere east of the sun, to be replaced by a talk-show voice that could belong to any very beautiful woman. "Wish things had gotten a bit further there personally. Hope you're not too disappointed!"

Too disappointed? Well of course you are, but then again, you didn't try to **** and **** the free world's sweetheart on television, so there's that. You gotta take the good with the bad. Other crew members make themselves known, and you meet her director (she's working with Cameron again? This should be good). You express how much you're looking forward to seeing the final product, sign all the usual footage permissions, and get a hug from Jessica (a talk-show hug, but time stands still all the same). And before you know it, everyone leaves. Even the old beekeeper's gone - how long were they planning what must amount to only a few minutes of reality-TV footage? Oh well, nothing's really surprising when Cameron's at the wheel.

Not much else to do. You head home. And that's where you are a few days later when you hear a motorcycle pull into your driveway.