[Whoa. This guy's a better actor than Leon expected; he's so good that for half a second there, Leon forgot this was acting. He's genuinely surprised at how that goes down--no pun intended--which is a good thing, because Leon himself is a shitty actor, and if he'd needed to rely on pretending to be surprised, they wouldn't have fooled anyone.

But no, he really is. He does catch Larry, as promised--]

Whoa, Larry?! You all right?!

[And that comes out genuinely enough that now they're definitely getting attention. Some of the photographers milling around nearby stop what they're doing to . . .

. . . To snap pictures, which isn't helpful. Leon's actually incensed at that, in fact. Dammit, what if this had been real?!]

Hey, what the hell, that's fucked up! Don't take pictures of this, creeps!

[But hey, now they're getting more and more attention, and not all of it is of the creepy type. There's something genuinely concerning for a lot of people about a sick guy and his paparazzi. Not that Leon can do anything about it; his hands are a little full of Larry right now.]

--Outta the way, let's get him outta here!