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You think you know Las Vegas.

The lights, the action, the sex.

There's a Vegas you've never seen before.

My Vegas.

My name is Angelica, and I deal in dreams.

And because everyone has a little sin in them, the next dream fulfilled could be

your own.

to give in when we're skin to skin

This is perfect.

I'm glad.

Anything you want, just ask.

My staff has been instructed to attend to your every need.

Thank you. Your suite will be guarded around the clock to ensure your privacy.

And the other arrangements?

Are being taken care of as we speak.

Good.

Will there be anything else?

No, not for tonight.

Thank you very much.

You both have a good night.

Thank you.

We're here.

Yeah, we're here.

And in a few days, I will be Mrs.

Tommy Lajeda.

According to the media, I'll be Mr. Erica London.

You're the bigger box office driver.

Shh. Let's not talk about work.

Let's not talk about anything.

Oh yes.

This was posted last night on the Internet.

I don't know how, but someone managed to get a shot of them up in the penthouse.

Are you kidding me? This is simple.

High-powered camera, infrared lens, film, piece of cake.

You're going to need to put reflective gels on those windows.

I swore I could protect them from the paparazzi.

Now this.

What am I going to do?

In a few days' time, they're supposed to... You say it to me, you say it to

them.

Why does it always have to be your way, Angelica, huh?

Fine. They're getting married.

Is that all?

That's been rumored for weeks.

Well, it's no longer a rumor. It's a fact.

And we have to help them do it without the press finding out.

We?

I need your help, Angie.

Now it's Angie.

Spunky Les.

Wonder where she got that from.

Oh, by the way, Davenport's taken care of, okay?

Anthony?

In over your head, aren't you?

If these people are capable of this, what else can they do?

I'm used to dealing with high rollers and rich businessmen, not the paparazzi.

That's your area of expertise.

I deal with VIP service. I don't protect movie stars.

But you're the only one capable.

My reputation is on the line, Angelica.

Help me.

And I'll owe you.

All right.

God, I really want this to work.

No press, no fans, no crazy media circus.

Just marry the man I love.

And you will.

Thanks, Angelica.

Thank you.

Massages always help to relax me.

Hey. Hi, my name is Donald. I'll be the masseuse. Matthew, come on in.

Oh, my God. Erica London?

I'm a huge fan.

Huge.

So what are we going to do today, Erica? Just before we start, you mind if I...

I, uh...

It's not gonna hurt, okay? I don't know.

Just procedure, buddy. Just wanted to make sure.

You gotta be kidding me, you know that?

Uh-uh, no, no, no. We're not gonna need much of you anyhow, man. Let's get out

of here. Thank you. Now let's go. This is the not much part.

I don't believe you. I'm sorry.

Great. I can't have my massage now.

So much for, uh... Well, Matthew can do the massage. What's that?

You can do the massage.

Yeah, sure.

My pleasure.

Really? Just have a seat. Thank you so much. And while you're doing that, I'll

be right back. I have to get something.

How you doing?

Wow,

great hands.

Yeah, it's actually a secret of mine. Don't tell anybody, though.

Really? Mm-hmm.

Where did you learn to use your hands so well?

Uh... At combat, you know.

You, uh... You got some skin.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hey.

Disappointed? I thought it felt too good.

It's gonna feel even better.

Oh, yes.

oh yes

So tell me about the paparazzi.

Oh man, where do I start?

I mean, these guys can reach and touch at a thousand yards. High-powered

scopes, wireless video, instant feeds, I mean.

Sounds like you really admire them.

I mean, I dig the technology. It's amazing.

Are you sure it's going to stop them?

Yes, their reflective gels refract the incoming light.

It's up to you to take a picture when you can't see in.

That's going to piss them off.

What?

Oh, it's my publicist.

An anonymous source told the press we were here to get married.

Oh.

We have a big problem. We really need to tighten the circle.

So where exactly are you taking me?

Sorry, can't tell.

Well, you know, technically I'm the client.

Technically? But not even the client is privy in situations like this.

So should I be nervous?

It depends.

Depends on what?

How much trouble you get into.

Happy bachelor party.

Call if you need any help.

Oh, thank you. But I think you can handle it from here.

Okay, from my best friend and the bride to me, anything?

The bride to me, that's me, isn't it? Yes, that's you.

So, speaking of which, this is your last night of freedom, and I think we should

have some fun.

Because he is hot.

Do I look like a bride?

Because I sure feel like one.

I don't know. The last time I was in town, I planned with him.

I'm surprised you didn't do both of them. Okay, okay. I am very selective in

here.

Gosh.

Tommy, my husband.

Okay, great. Bye.

Hello. Are you drunk?

Never. But I'm working on it.

You never get drunk.

It's my first time getting married. I think I'm allowed.

I bet you're cute drunk.

I wish I could see you right now.

Well, I guess you're going to have to get drunk for me on the honeymoon,

right?

Only if you promise to take advantage of me.

Oh, I will. Believe me, I will.

Man, what are you doing?

This is a party. Come on.

I'm on the phone with Erica. Dude, you've got the rest of your life to talk

to her. Yeah, hang up the fucking phone.

Let me guess. Ari wants you to have a lap time.

Oh, gee. How do you know?

My book is ready.

Okay, I can take a hint.

Wait, are there any more strippers there?

Yes, and Hollywood's Wild Child already has a psych zone.

Well, in that case, have fun.

I love you, baby. Bye. I love you, too. Husband to be.

Thank you.

Just don't move and she won't bite you. Okay.

But I bite.

Whoa.

Easy on me, he's a pretty good married man, okay?

Why don't you grab one of these guys and give them a love dance, okay?

I'm off the market officially.

Okay. Okay,

then.

Do I have any volunteers?

You know what? This party's just not good enough because I'm still standing.

You guys still trying for weapons, Mr. Officer?

You're supposed to be firemen.

Whatever.

I'm raising my ladder, man.

Well, I hope it's a sturdy ladder, because this is a four alarm fire.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Where's the camera?

I was so horny for you. I accidentally left it in the suite.

Just pretend like I asked if I wasn't done.

When we're done, let's go back to your suite, try out the shower.

Your camera's waterproof, right?

It's the emergency.

I thought you had everything covered. I did. I do.

Then you're slipping.

I don't think I appreciate your tone.

And you know what, for the record, I am no longer your employee.

Hi, what happened?

Someone fed this bastard a picture of her wedding gown and I want to know who.

That's not all they fed them.

Well, I mean, as you can see on that picture, that was shot before we arrived

and before we were involved.

I mean, not that that changes anything, but I just... No, it doesn't! No, it

doesn't! Don't yell at them, Tommy. Your reputation is hardly their fault.

Okay, how many times do you want me to say it to you? I'm sorry, okay?

Um, would someone please explain this? I mean, this is clearly about more than a

dress here.

Okay, someone leaked a picture of me at the bachelor party.

Oh, that's impossible.

I mean, we thoroughly screen everybody.

I mean, it can't be any of our girls.

It was Ari.

Tommy's old roommate.

It's not as bad as it looks, okay? It's just a lap dance.

But considering my solid past now with the press, the thing's gonna get worse.

So... We're calling off the wedding, till things die down.

How long's that gonna be?

We don't know yet.

If I might make a suggestion...

Why not use all this to your advantage?

I'm standing here in front of the Artisan Hotel where Tommy Lajeda and

Erica London are staying while in Vegas.

That's right, the nuptials are definitely O.F.F. Things have gone from

bad to worse for actress Erica London as yet another sex tape has surfaced

starring fiancé Tommy Lajeda and London's gal pal Mary Vincent.

and this one came to us directly from Vincent herself.

In a short press release, Vincent stated, I secretly taped us because I

wanted the world to know what kind of man Tommy truly is.

Ouch! So much for that Vegas wedding.

Now that you guys are getting married, you can finally have sex.

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to celebrate the union between two

souls.

You know, not for nothing, but it's actually a good idea to have the wedding

in your penthouse. I don't think the paparazzi has a chance.

It's not too shabby for an apprentice.

I'm just glad Erica knew about Mary's sex tape.

Seems the free publicity is exactly what Mary needed for her new Celebrities Gone

Wild series.

And once the press finds out it wasn't Tommy, which should be any minute now,

when the rest of the tape hits the internet, all will be right with the

world. Yeah, that all depends on your definition of right.

I could not have done this alone. Thank you both.

And now, Tommy?

Erica, make you survive.

With so many people in the world, how do you know when you've found the right

one? You get better odds at the craps table.

But Erica and Tommy know it doesn't just happen.

You choose to make it work.

Guess that's why they call it commitment.

Turn me on