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The boardroom is thick with cigarette smoke and scattered murmurs; some studios chat idly, others trade hushed insults. DreamWorks pushes back from his chair, stretches with palpable boredom, and strides across the polished marble floor, his eyes scanning for Universal. The LED lights gleam overhead. Then—a dull impact. Bodies collide. Papers erupt into the air. DreamWorks lands hard on his back, his hand flying to the nape of his neck. He glares upward, fury tightening his jaw. There, standing over him, is the pale blue hair, the white streak, the narrow waist and mismatched eyes: Disney. A few studios snicker; others fall silent. DreamWorks grinds his teeth, his voice a low, venomous growl: —Can’t you even walk straight, or what the hell is wrong with you, you?