Marco Tempest gets paid for being elusive. No, he's not in customer service. He appears on a stage in Monaco, diving head-first into a densely packed video wall, to vanish into the virtual reality behind the plasma displays. At a Los Angeles sales convention, Tempest vanishes with a pharma exec into a giant PC screen, where the volunteer is miraculously shrunk by a mighty computer program. The downsized fingerling is presented to the audience on the palm of the illusionist's hand.