He thought the gimmick was perfect - little Chewbacca on his lap, he himself as the Jewish Han Solo. It should be selling like hotcakes! But it wasn't. "If things didn't pick up soon," he thought, "I'll have to give up my dreams and start looking for regular work." A fire suddenly filled him. "No!" he told himself determinedly. "It'll draw! It's perfect!" And he started going over his investment banking jokes with renewed vigor.