After another indeterminable period for Bill, the door opened again. This time it was Sam and the grinning bearded man. “You’re gonna be even more famous than you already are, Billy” she tells her captive tech tyrant. “we’re gonna do a live show – you’re gonna love it – and guess what? Nobody has a clue where you are or how to find you.” She winks at her new comrade, punches Bill in the face and leaves the room. Dazed and confused, Bill starts to sob.
A day later, the door opens again, it’s Sam. This time hungry, desperate and thirsty, Bill plays what he thought was his only card. “You’ve got the wrong person! I’m not Bill!” he exclaims. Sam looks at him and smiles wryly. “I’m Melinda! He goes on. You must believe me.” Pleading and giving it everything he had, he says, “Bill is pretending to be me, Melinda, but I’m Melinda. I had a sex change and became Bill. Bill had a sex change and became me. You must try to understand. It’s what you do when you have more money than entire continents…” Sam thinks for a moment, punches Bill in the face again and shuts the door behind her.