Billy is so incredibly stunned that he doesn't notice the camera. He doesn't even notice the hand on his shoulder. He just sees Roger. Roger, dying of AIDS, so incredibly moved by a less than eloquent letter that Billy agonized over. He knew so little about Roger when he'd written it. And in writing it imagined what it would be like to give it to him. He expected either happiness or distrust. But not this. Not a tear. It was all Billy could do to not cry himself. Someone crying over HIM. Not a crazed fan like he was always warned about. No screaming, no wild behavior. Just a man moved to tears.

The hug nearly bowled him over. He didn't know what to do. He wanted to return it. To whisper in Roger's ear that it was him. He was the one the two of them had sought. But he just patted Roger on the back, struggling to find his voice. But he didn't have a chance. Roger pulled away and Mark and the camera out. Billy had to yank the bill of his had down to make sure he was out of the shot. But watching Roger's antics from beneath him made him smile.

"I'll be sure to to pass on your response," Billy said, too stunned to think of anything else. "But..." he glanced to Mark. "I've really gotta get back. My boss's gonna murder me if he finds out where I got off to."