Looks & sounds exactly like Danny De Vito.

Honest Eddie has a problem. See, the only people who would ever put "Honest" in their names are anything but honest. But Honest Eddie was born with the first name "Honest." Honestly! His name is "Honest Edward Rappaport." His mother was a firm truth faithful matriarch from a long line of such. Honestly!

So Honest Eddie has to beat his own reputation. Unfortunately, he kinda sorta fits the stereotype of people who put "Honest" in their names, anyway. Something about the truth & its application to, say, speech & action seem to fly over Ed's head.

But that's not his problem.

His problem is, he said Tumbling Fumbling Starway was going to win, & he kinda sorta owed this one scary fella, won't say his name, but he kinda sorta is named "Crow," he kinda sorta owed him that money he put on Tumbling Stumbling Farway or whatever the damned horse's name was.

That's less a problem, really, than a Situation. Of the life-threatening variety.

His problem is, he has ten clients who, put together, have the talent of his eleventh client, who can't get a break because his name is Gabriel Corbannon, nick name "Corby," which is kinda like "Crow," so basically, he's got Adolf Capone as a client & can't sell him. Besides, just sitting next to the guy, you kinda get the impression something's missing.

What Ed needs is a pretty face. One he can pitch to the studios as part of a team package. Gabe--what's a good last name? Something common? Jericho!--Gabe Jericho & Pretty-Faced Slit, action team! Romantic pair! Dramatic personae!

I like it. Where can I get a pretty face?

Fuck. Now I got the looney shakes! Who did this to me? HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? Why isn't Corby callin' back? Why ain't anyone callin' back? What happens tonight? They won't protect me...

I gotta get out of here. That's it, just find a safe spot to hide. Yeah, out of here. These bars, they're pretty narrow. If I were something small I could get through...

That wasn't so bad. So. Now I'm a bat. How does this work? Oh, okay, I get it. Hey, I know this shit. It's like I always knew. And I don't feel all fevery anymore, either.

Okay, now I'm free, where to? Oh, a bug. Mm. Wait, what? Yuck. I gotta get back to bein' human RIGHT NOW.

Okay, human again. And... naked. Well then. They don't show that in the movies.

Fuck, the moon's comin' up. What do I do? Corby ain't answerin' his phones. No one else is answerin'. There's cops after me, and I heard the phrase "shoot first."

The moon's u--