Concert with Beyoncé. She's left me in charge of the money after the show 'I don't trust Simon.' she whispers to me. She hands me rolls of money in a bag, there's about twenty million in profits and I have to pay everyone their wages. I wave goodbye to her as she drives off in her limo, and look at the cash. It's not cash, it's stickers on a roll, each one has a $ sign on it. The lined up staff look at me with anticipation.