"I did plenty before that," Billy says, his voice soft. He didn't like who he was back then. Though he appreciates the compliment for his hair.

"Alright then. Just gotta deal with this part now."

With that Billy's getting out of the car, already hauling his wallet out for his ID and the like.

"Trust me, they pay me a lot. Plenty of trauma, but I do other work too. I'm getting by. Just need a new roommate so I can get a more concrete place nailed down. But I've had a few minor shows of my work."