nobody knows who hired him. he just got paid.
$PAIDACC is the guy in the back of every crowd: the protest, the launch, the bank run, the green candle. he claps on cue, nods at the right moment and walks off with an envelope. once you spot him, you will see him everywhere.
he is somewhere in every crowd scene. tap the paid acctor, not the real people. find him in all 8 and the production wraps.
[set] crowd is in position. somebody in here is not like the others.
every scene you wrap adds a line to his filmography. he is never in the poster. he is always in the movie.
three things he brings to every job. he has never been asked to bring anything else.

the badge has my face on it so security knows i belong. i made it myself at a copy shop. in eleven years security has never once asked who made it.

always cash, always manila, always a little too thick to close. i never count it in public. i count it in the car, twice, smiling at the same part both times.

casting says i have a face for crowds. you forget it the second you look away, and then you see it again at the next event, and the one after that, clapping slightly before everyone else.
the only paperwork he has ever signed. he read it this time, because it was about him.
one billion $PAIDACC, all of it printed on day one. no second batch turns up later in a different envelope with a different smile on it.
the liquidity shows up the way he does: early, in position, and without asking who arranged it. it is there when the crowd arrives and it does not leave at lunch.
zero on the way in, zero on the way out. he does not do receipts, and he is not starting with you.
nobody owns him. people just keep paying him. the contract works exactly the same way, and he finds that very comforting.
he was in all eight crowds. nobody noticed except you. there is an envelope with your name on it somewhere, and he already spent it.