"Awesome," Billy said, suitably impressed. South Portal had made a great deal of money, and they also had a great deal of media clout if you were trying to hit the 18-25 crowd, but for some reason it hadn't ever occurred to them to try to use that clout to do fun things like see movies before they came out. Billy wondered why. Too busy partying, perhaps...
No, definitely, too busy parting.
He wheeled in a small circle to check out the facade and the paint that made a wall look like a door, craning his head like the tourists. Wicked. "That's a helleva paintjob." The wheelchair returned to its straight path. "You ever go on set?"