You reply "Look, this is going way too fast, let's slow down a bit here. I need to read what you're asking me to sign and run it past my legal adviser. Also I need to know some more about this film and what I'm being asked to do."

One of the men turns to you. He pokes you in the chest and shouts "look, buddy, it's very simple, what you're being asked to do is to slide down Madame Softchurn throat and into her belly. Nothing complicated, yeah? So sign the goddamn form."

"Hey, Dirk, go easy on him". It's Madame Softchurn. "You gotta remember this is a big deal for these guys, so lighten it up, yeah?" She folds her arms and stares at Dirk, who shrugs.

She turns to you. "You're shaking, aren't you?" She flashes you a smile of pearly white teeth and slides her arm around your shoulders. "I think we gotta deal with this little issue my way. Let's go back to my dressing room and I'll be happy to take you through the contract."

Do you trust her?