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Authors: J. Emily Steen
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Lisa... well, she was wrong about that, at least.”
“That has an ominous ring to it. What else did she say?”
“Only that I was obscuring the view for everyone. You know, the monitor.”
“Obscuring the view? A girl about five and a half feet tall? From a screen that's mounted seven feet off the ground? While sitting down? Hah! That Lisa has some imagination. And also, all the people who actually need to see the action to do their jobs right either have their own monitors or are sitting much closer to the set and don't have to rely on any common monitors to see what's being shot. Video village is pretty much just a courtesy service so the crew don't get too bored.”
We got our drinks and ordered. I went for the chicken wrap, while Archer chose the tomato soup. This time, the waitress definitely looked at him as if she was trying to think of where she knew him from.
I was pretty relieved by that point. Lisa was full of crap, it seemed. Well, about most things, anyway.
I must have perked up so much it was noticeable, because it seemed Archer relaxed a little more. Well, I was never good at hiding my emotions.
“Why would she tell me those things if they're not true? So weird.”
“It's pretty weird,” he agreed. “She probably has her reasons. You know what? Let's not talk about her anymore.”
He leaned back in his chair, smirking happily.
“Yeah, so Hector liked our little scene. None of it is on film, of course. But he wanted to change the script to accommodate your interpretation of Ophelia. It makes more sense now. Just a few words, you know. And... there's a chance you may get co-writer credit.”
I could feel my jaw hinging open. I just stared at him, lost for words. He just laid back and smirked behind his dark sunglasses.
“I... but... that... it was...” I managed.
“It's only fair,” he said. “If they use any of your words, you should get credit. I'll see if they won't pay you a little, too. I imagine it won't be that much, but a little is better than nothing. I can't promise any of this, because it's not up to me. But I just thought you'd probably like to know that it's a possibility.”
“Okay. Thanks. That's... spectacular.”
“Yeah, it's fun. And I have a suggestion for you, too. You can obviously act, even if you don't think so. And you have the looks, like, in spades. Get some head shots taken and put together a little portfolio. If you want, I can get my agent to look at it. All you need to have a career in this business is some talent, some experience and the looks. You've got two of those filled, no problem.”
“But I've never acted. Never saw that as a career for me.”
“Oh yeah? Never dreamed of being a famous actress?”
“Well, sure I did. Doesn't everyone? It's the kind of dream that I knew would always be just a dream. That was just fine with me, like, I know I'll never play professional tennis, and that's okay too. Now you mention it, I remember putting on little shows for my family sometimes. You know the thing, I was pretty much forcing them to look at my friends and me while we'd act out scenes from movies or TV shows we'd just seen. It was fun, but we grew out of it, I suppose. Never pursued it.”
“Not tempted by the fame, the endless riches?”
“Yeah, I don't need endless riches. Just a couple of riches would do just fine. Say, about five riches for good measure.”
“And the fame?”
“I don't know. Is it that great? Seems to me you can't even have a nice dinner at a restaurant in a small town without a babysitter or without wearing sunglasses indoors.”
He leaned lazily back in his chair.
“I'm not going to push this too hard about you taking up acting. It's just that I'm still reeling from that scene we had together. I haven't felt that connected with a scene in a long time. It's a little frustrating seeing someone so obviously talented walking around in a uniform like that and not being paid to be on a stage.” He nodded to my silly
“That has an ominous ring to it. What else did she say?”
“Only that I was obscuring the view for everyone. You know, the monitor.”
“Obscuring the view? A girl about five and a half feet tall? From a screen that's mounted seven feet off the ground? While sitting down? Hah! That Lisa has some imagination. And also, all the people who actually need to see the action to do their jobs right either have their own monitors or are sitting much closer to the set and don't have to rely on any common monitors to see what's being shot. Video village is pretty much just a courtesy service so the crew don't get too bored.”
We got our drinks and ordered. I went for the chicken wrap, while Archer chose the tomato soup. This time, the waitress definitely looked at him as if she was trying to think of where she knew him from.
I was pretty relieved by that point. Lisa was full of crap, it seemed. Well, about most things, anyway.
I must have perked up so much it was noticeable, because it seemed Archer relaxed a little more. Well, I was never good at hiding my emotions.
“Why would she tell me those things if they're not true? So weird.”
“It's pretty weird,” he agreed. “She probably has her reasons. You know what? Let's not talk about her anymore.”
He leaned back in his chair, smirking happily.
“Yeah, so Hector liked our little scene. None of it is on film, of course. But he wanted to change the script to accommodate your interpretation of Ophelia. It makes more sense now. Just a few words, you know. And... there's a chance you may get co-writer credit.”
I could feel my jaw hinging open. I just stared at him, lost for words. He just laid back and smirked behind his dark sunglasses.
“I... but... that... it was...” I managed.
“It's only fair,” he said. “If they use any of your words, you should get credit. I'll see if they won't pay you a little, too. I imagine it won't be that much, but a little is better than nothing. I can't promise any of this, because it's not up to me. But I just thought you'd probably like to know that it's a possibility.”
“Okay. Thanks. That's... spectacular.”
“Yeah, it's fun. And I have a suggestion for you, too. You can obviously act, even if you don't think so. And you have the looks, like, in spades. Get some head shots taken and put together a little portfolio. If you want, I can get my agent to look at it. All you need to have a career in this business is some talent, some experience and the looks. You've got two of those filled, no problem.”
“But I've never acted. Never saw that as a career for me.”
“Oh yeah? Never dreamed of being a famous actress?”
“Well, sure I did. Doesn't everyone? It's the kind of dream that I knew would always be just a dream. That was just fine with me, like, I know I'll never play professional tennis, and that's okay too. Now you mention it, I remember putting on little shows for my family sometimes. You know the thing, I was pretty much forcing them to look at my friends and me while we'd act out scenes from movies or TV shows we'd just seen. It was fun, but we grew out of it, I suppose. Never pursued it.”
“Not tempted by the fame, the endless riches?”
“Yeah, I don't need endless riches. Just a couple of riches would do just fine. Say, about five riches for good measure.”
“And the fame?”
“I don't know. Is it that great? Seems to me you can't even have a nice dinner at a restaurant in a small town without a babysitter or without wearing sunglasses indoors.”
He leaned lazily back in his chair.
“I'm not going to push this too hard about you taking up acting. It's just that I'm still reeling from that scene we had together. I haven't felt that connected with a scene in a long time. It's a little frustrating seeing someone so obviously talented walking around in a uniform like that and not being paid to be on a stage.” He nodded to my silly
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