Standing in a cluster at the the sprawling East Village studio space of Israeli artist Izhar Patkin, which was serving as the venue for the after-party of LoveTrue’s Tribeca Film Festival world premiere, a few coworkers and I were surrounded by the film’s many high-profile admirers. In a surreal moment at the party’s apex, Michael Cera situated himself at a vacant piano bench and began playing David Bowie, joined by a bespectacled Spike Jonze and lithe Alia Shawkat leaning on the piano’s edge. Flying Lotus was standing near a firepit, chatting up guests and supporters while Chiwetel Ejiofor posted up in a corner with a separate group of partygoers. And in the middle of all of this, we were approached by LoveTrue's executive producer Shia LaBeouf, who was on a mission.

Do you have a cigarette, he asked kindly. I blinked. I’d been doling out cigarettes all evening like a nicotine-happy Candy Man. But Shia’s approach, coffee mug steaming in one hand and an earnest, amiable smile on his face, was unexpected to say the least. I thought for a second, then replied, “I’ll make you a deal.”