"So will you help me?" He asked. He had been pestering me for the last 10 minutes. I don't know how much longer I can stand it. "I'm not helping you with your schemes." "Schemes? Please! Think of it as more of an act." Cameron says still trying to persuade me in his own compelling way. I was going to say no. I almost did. But then he told me his reason. Why he was asking me- of all people- to help him. This is our story. Our act. The Act.