Captainsassypants
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A roleplay by Captiansassypants and lafeae
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lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
There was something to be said about being distinct: it was a buzz-kill. In the beginning of his career, being distinct, was perhaps the greatest thing to help Eddy along, opting for extravagant outfits (mostly leather), crazy hairstyles that ended up with his hair fried. Not that it mattered to him so much, but girlfriends and tabloids alike clung to his bad and outrageous choices. That was all that mattered though: the headline. The lime light. Every time his name printed, every time his picture printed, was another chance to hear the phone ring, and listen to coins drop in the bank.
That was three years ago. Now, with three albums, several SNL appearances and, his most prized possession, a Grammy that he kept locked up on the shelf at home, there was no need to be so extravagant, so distinct. But there was something about him that was easy to find.
Dressed down in a plaid button up, left open to expose some of his chest, and a pair of tight jeans, Eddy walked out of one of the stores that lined the business district in Westside, Los Angeles, knowing that he had places to be. The Late Night Show had him ready to leave for New York in several hours. Another sleepless night, of course. That was how it went. Before then, there was a meeting with a studio producer. If he could make it. If what he thought were distinct cars, nearly memorized license plate numbers, that were pulled along the side of the road. Spotted, looking nothing more than an average guy. Maybe it was the hair.
That was three years ago. Now, with three albums, several SNL appearances and, his most prized possession, a Grammy that he kept locked up on the shelf at home, there was no need to be so extravagant, so distinct. But there was something about him that was easy to find.
Dressed down in a plaid button up, left open to expose some of his chest, and a pair of tight jeans, Eddy walked out of one of the stores that lined the business district in Westside, Los Angeles, knowing that he had places to be. The Late Night Show had him ready to leave for New York in several hours. Another sleepless night, of course. That was how it went. Before then, there was a meeting with a studio producer. If he could make it. If what he thought were distinct cars, nearly memorized license plate numbers, that were pulled along the side of the road. Spotted, looking nothing more than an average guy. Maybe it was the hair.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Lilly had never been anything special. Ever since she was little she had a knack for going unnoticed. She used to think it was a curse, sometimes she still did, but these days she has learned to see it as a blessing. She got used to being invisible and honestly it did have it's perks. She could go almost anywhere and never be bothered by people she didn't know. She never had to worry about what other people thought about her because they never paid her any mind anyway. But it wasn't all great obviously. Being nearly invisible didn't exactly do wonders for one's self esteem, and she often found herself wishing she could have at least one memorable quality. At least that way she may have been able to get the tiniest bit of attention every now and then.
She was tired of going out with friends and watching guys approach them while she might as well have been wall paper. Sure she had gone on dates every now and then but the guys were always so boring that she searched for an excuse to leave before the meal was even over. But that was her life and just the way things with. She had figured out a long time ago that there was no use in complaining when there wasn't anything she could do about it anyway.
On that day in particular she was busy running down street after street to get the trays of coffee she was sent to pick up for her co-workers before they all got cold. She worked as an intern at a popular music magazine. It was almost amazing how none of her co-workers even noticed her existance until they wanted something. And of course they didn't want their coffee from the shop across the street- No she had to go four blocks away and then race back to make sure it wasn't cold plus make the 1 o'clock meeting she was supposed to be present for. All of that was only made worse when you took into account she was doing it all in heels. Why she bothered with the damp things she didn't know but they looked so cute, especially with her outfit consisting of black pleated skirt and pastel pink blouse complete with bow, that she just couldn't resist. She was cursing that decision now though. Cute or not, those shoes were going to be the death of her. She had just turned a corner nearly a block and a half away from her work when her heel caught on a crack in the pavement and sent her falling forward into some unsuspecting person coming out of one of the stores along with all of the coffee. And the most she could do while that was all happening was let out a pathetic yelp.
She was tired of going out with friends and watching guys approach them while she might as well have been wall paper. Sure she had gone on dates every now and then but the guys were always so boring that she searched for an excuse to leave before the meal was even over. But that was her life and just the way things with. She had figured out a long time ago that there was no use in complaining when there wasn't anything she could do about it anyway.
On that day in particular she was busy running down street after street to get the trays of coffee she was sent to pick up for her co-workers before they all got cold. She worked as an intern at a popular music magazine. It was almost amazing how none of her co-workers even noticed her existance until they wanted something. And of course they didn't want their coffee from the shop across the street- No she had to go four blocks away and then race back to make sure it wasn't cold plus make the 1 o'clock meeting she was supposed to be present for. All of that was only made worse when you took into account she was doing it all in heels. Why she bothered with the damp things she didn't know but they looked so cute, especially with her outfit consisting of black pleated skirt and pastel pink blouse complete with bow, that she just couldn't resist. She was cursing that decision now though. Cute or not, those shoes were going to be the death of her. She had just turned a corner nearly a block and a half away from her work when her heel caught on a crack in the pavement and sent her falling forward into some unsuspecting person coming out of one of the stores along with all of the coffee. And the most she could do while that was all happening was let out a pathetic yelp.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
Sheer luck had Eddy's eyes roving around the area at the moment he saw the girl. Weaving through the teams of tourists and Los Angelites alike, it seemed inevitable that she was going to make a mistake. He'd seen plenty of couriers crash into unsuspecting people--this was no exception. Well, maybe save for the fact that he was the target for her.
Whether it was her heels, another person, or simply a twist of luck, the girl fell forward with little time for him to react other than to hold and arm out, more likely accosting her than actually helping. But he tried to scoop her into his grasp before she fell face first onto the pavement. The coffee was a different story, because at least one of them was on his shirt, thankfully blending into a muted pattern because time wasn't going to give him the luxury to change.
"Woah, woah, woah, slow down there, huh?" Eddy said, and now that everything was stable, and the girl was in his grasp, the drama stopped. His heart went back into sinus rhythm, and he got a good look at her. The pink top made her look like a cupcake--though his mind never ventured anywhere dangerous, even as his cell rang in his pocket. There was been three or four texts before that. He could only imagine that he was being beckoned by Sasha despite the fact that he had told her there was no time. Not today.
"You alright?" he murmured, and he kept it low. The vultures were coming in to feed. He could just see their telescopic cameras the tags hanging from their necks. What would this become? Good or bad? Well, that totally depended on how he acted all this out. And her reply, of course.
Whether it was her heels, another person, or simply a twist of luck, the girl fell forward with little time for him to react other than to hold and arm out, more likely accosting her than actually helping. But he tried to scoop her into his grasp before she fell face first onto the pavement. The coffee was a different story, because at least one of them was on his shirt, thankfully blending into a muted pattern because time wasn't going to give him the luxury to change.
"Woah, woah, woah, slow down there, huh?" Eddy said, and now that everything was stable, and the girl was in his grasp, the drama stopped. His heart went back into sinus rhythm, and he got a good look at her. The pink top made her look like a cupcake--though his mind never ventured anywhere dangerous, even as his cell rang in his pocket. There was been three or four texts before that. He could only imagine that he was being beckoned by Sasha despite the fact that he had told her there was no time. Not today.
"You alright?" he murmured, and he kept it low. The vultures were coming in to feed. He could just see their telescopic cameras the tags hanging from their necks. What would this become? Good or bad? Well, that totally depended on how he acted all this out. And her reply, of course.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Lilly had been sure she was about to hit the ground with a face full of pavement. So with no way to stop the inevitable she squeezed her eyes shut and just waited for the pain to come. But when the pain never came and she instead felt arms wrap around her just barely stopping her from crashing into the ground she dared to peek her eyes open.
"OhMyGosh! I am so sorry! I was just- I had to get this coffee- Oh no the coffee and your shirt! I'm so sorry!" She spoke quickly with no pause to breathe in between statements as her mind rushed to process the situation. There was no way she was going to make the meeting now. She was going to have to go back to the coffee shop all over again seeing as most of the coffee was now scattered across the sidewalk at their feet or on her saviors shirt. Speaking of which she hadn't even given him so much as a glance while she was too busy trying to figure out what to do. When she finally did take the time to give him a good look her entire mind went blank and she froze.
"I-I-- You're... " She stuttered stupidly for a few moments her green eyes growing large in size. She knew exactly who he was. Her magazine had done countless articles on him over the years. Hell he was on the cover just last month. Of course she'd never met him though.They left interviews to the more experienced journalist. That considered, to see him in the flesh now, after having nearly run him down, was quite a shock. "I uh- Yeah I'm fine." She managed to get out with a small nod after getting her wits about her again.
She was about to pull away and a apologize again for the millionth time, but before she even had the chance swarms of people were around them snapping photos and jabbering. "Eddy, who's the new girl" "What did you do, trip her?" "Oh is this the secret girlfriend we've heard rumors about?" All of them were talking at once and every second there was another flash in their face half blinding her. Even random people on the street had stopped to stare or take pictures with there phone. It was way more attention than Lilly was used to and it was all a little overwhelming. She might have wanted to be noticed but not this much and not like this. "I''m sorry. I need to go." She said retracting and trying to find a way out of there but the sea of people around them were making it impossible for her to escape. "Awh come on sweetheart don't be shy, Give us a smile!" another guy with a camera shouted.
"OhMyGosh! I am so sorry! I was just- I had to get this coffee- Oh no the coffee and your shirt! I'm so sorry!" She spoke quickly with no pause to breathe in between statements as her mind rushed to process the situation. There was no way she was going to make the meeting now. She was going to have to go back to the coffee shop all over again seeing as most of the coffee was now scattered across the sidewalk at their feet or on her saviors shirt. Speaking of which she hadn't even given him so much as a glance while she was too busy trying to figure out what to do. When she finally did take the time to give him a good look her entire mind went blank and she froze.
"I-I-- You're... " She stuttered stupidly for a few moments her green eyes growing large in size. She knew exactly who he was. Her magazine had done countless articles on him over the years. Hell he was on the cover just last month. Of course she'd never met him though.They left interviews to the more experienced journalist. That considered, to see him in the flesh now, after having nearly run him down, was quite a shock. "I uh- Yeah I'm fine." She managed to get out with a small nod after getting her wits about her again.
She was about to pull away and a apologize again for the millionth time, but before she even had the chance swarms of people were around them snapping photos and jabbering. "Eddy, who's the new girl" "What did you do, trip her?" "Oh is this the secret girlfriend we've heard rumors about?" All of them were talking at once and every second there was another flash in their face half blinding her. Even random people on the street had stopped to stare or take pictures with there phone. It was way more attention than Lilly was used to and it was all a little overwhelming. She might have wanted to be noticed but not this much and not like this. "I''m sorry. I need to go." She said retracting and trying to find a way out of there but the sea of people around them were making it impossible for her to escape. "Awh come on sweetheart don't be shy, Give us a smile!" another guy with a camera shouted.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
The knee jerk reaction to punch one of these guys in the throat as they flashed their pictures, asked their question, was canceled out by something just a little more brilliant. Secret girlfriend. Yes, yes she was. Even if this girl didn't know it yet. She'd walked into the right place at the right time.
Flashing a smile and holding onto the girl with his hand on her shoulder, he completely ignored the fact that she was trying to resist and answered: "well it's bound to happen sooner or later, isn't it?" With a laugh. He raised a hand to the blinding light, and started walking, being one to part the Red Sea. With her close he whispered: "Just play along, alright? Smile and keep quiet, they like mystery."
And the further Eddy walked with this girl, the more he wondered about he she could play a role in his life. Nothing serious of course, she seemed fairly average, maybe her eyes were cute. She was no actress or model, but what did they expect from him?
Eddy was heading towards a bright yellow Mustanf parked down the road. Distinct, as he was. Hopefully she wouldn't think he was kidnapping her, because he was sure with a tray full of coffee she was headed someplace. That and her bug-eyes expression.
Flashing a smile and holding onto the girl with his hand on her shoulder, he completely ignored the fact that she was trying to resist and answered: "well it's bound to happen sooner or later, isn't it?" With a laugh. He raised a hand to the blinding light, and started walking, being one to part the Red Sea. With her close he whispered: "Just play along, alright? Smile and keep quiet, they like mystery."
And the further Eddy walked with this girl, the more he wondered about he she could play a role in his life. Nothing serious of course, she seemed fairly average, maybe her eyes were cute. She was no actress or model, but what did they expect from him?
Eddy was heading towards a bright yellow Mustanf parked down the road. Distinct, as he was. Hopefully she wouldn't think he was kidnapping her, because he was sure with a tray full of coffee she was headed someplace. That and her bug-eyes expression.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
The only thing Lilly wanted at that exact moment was to be out of that situation. She wanted to be invisible again. She took back everything she had ever said about wanting to be noticed. She just wanted these people to leave her alone. If this was what it was like to be famous then she felt terrible for every famous person because she couldn't even handle it for five minutes. She had no idea how anyone stood it on a daily bases.
Her mind was totally focus on escaping when the boy beside her again looped his arm around her keeping her in place and claimed that she was indeed his girlfriend. "What.." She gasped softly under her breath with a very confused and borderline terrified expression. What she was really thinking was What the hell are you doing? Don't encourage them! But of course those words never made it out of her mouth. She would just have to go with it because trying to get away now would only make a bigger scene.
She offered a nod to show she understood when he told her to play along. She was doing her best to get the stupid bewildered expression off her face but it was proving hard to do especially when she had no idea where he was taking her. At least he was able to get them out of the sea of people which was more than she had been able to do.
Once she saw they were heading towards a car and they were at least far enough away from the paparazzi to be out of earshot she again tried to pull away. She had no idea what he was planning and if she didn't get back to work soon she wouldn't have a job anymore. "Well thanks, for that I guess.. Again I'm sorry for your shirt and everything else. I should probably get going now though."
Her mind was totally focus on escaping when the boy beside her again looped his arm around her keeping her in place and claimed that she was indeed his girlfriend. "What.." She gasped softly under her breath with a very confused and borderline terrified expression. What she was really thinking was What the hell are you doing? Don't encourage them! But of course those words never made it out of her mouth. She would just have to go with it because trying to get away now would only make a bigger scene.
She offered a nod to show she understood when he told her to play along. She was doing her best to get the stupid bewildered expression off her face but it was proving hard to do especially when she had no idea where he was taking her. At least he was able to get them out of the sea of people which was more than she had been able to do.
Once she saw they were heading towards a car and they were at least far enough away from the paparazzi to be out of earshot she again tried to pull away. She had no idea what he was planning and if she didn't get back to work soon she wouldn't have a job anymore. "Well thanks, for that I guess.. Again I'm sorry for your shirt and everything else. I should probably get going now though."
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
Still keeping close to her, hoping to prolong the rumour fest until he could get out of there and back to his routine, Eddy shrugged. "It's no problem, it's actually a friend's shirt. He'll get stuck with the dry cleaning." Eddy laughed go himself, always enjoying his own words, before opening the car door. "You sure you don't want to catch s ride with me? They're gonna be on you now. If may be a bit safer for you."
It was the same reaction most people had being thrust into fame unexpectedly. The girl probably prayed that she didn't have to go through it again. That was what defined some stars--being able to enjoy the media even when it was negative. If they had a brain that was. The only trouble was keeping everyone else--the people who didn't want to be guilty by association--safe from harm. Or worse, the career shattering scandals. Scandals like the one he was currently in the middle of, should he be found out.
"Please? I don't want you hurt on my account."
It was the same reaction most people had being thrust into fame unexpectedly. The girl probably prayed that she didn't have to go through it again. That was what defined some stars--being able to enjoy the media even when it was negative. If they had a brain that was. The only trouble was keeping everyone else--the people who didn't want to be guilty by association--safe from harm. Or worse, the career shattering scandals. Scandals like the one he was currently in the middle of, should he be found out.
"Please? I don't want you hurt on my account."
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
She forced a smile when he laughed about the shirt not even being his. Even if that was true she still didn't feel better about dumping a whole tray of coffee on him. She was sure it must be uncomfortable walking around in a damp and probably sticky shirt for the rest of the day. If she had known of a way to make it up to him without using up even more time she would have tried but at that point there wasn't much she could do.
Casting a look back at the mob of camera men she realized he was probably right. There was no way she was going to get out of there without them chasing her down to harass her some more, especially not after he gave them the false impression that they were together. Why any of them actually believed that she would never know.
"I guess you could give me a ride" she finally gave in as she turned her attention back to him once more. This was not the sort of things she did ever. Taking rides from strange men - or more specifically internationally known musicians- was not on the list of things she'd thought she'd ever do, but there she was. So without another word she slipped into the passenger seat wishing to get out of the limelight as soon as possible
Casting a look back at the mob of camera men she realized he was probably right. There was no way she was going to get out of there without them chasing her down to harass her some more, especially not after he gave them the false impression that they were together. Why any of them actually believed that she would never know.
"I guess you could give me a ride" she finally gave in as she turned her attention back to him once more. This was not the sort of things she did ever. Taking rides from strange men - or more specifically internationally known musicians- was not on the list of things she'd thought she'd ever do, but there she was. So without another word she slipped into the passenger seat wishing to get out of the limelight as soon as possible
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
As soon as they got in the car, and Eddy closed the door, the doors auto locked. He revved up he car, hearing a loud roar come from the engine. Bad on gas mileage but great for the road, especially as he manuevered away from the mess of paparazzi cars and down the road.
It hasn't dawned on him to ask her name, where she was going, if she needed more of the coffee. It just seemed instinctual to save her from the mess he always found himself in. "So...where am I taking you to?" He asked, happy to idle in traffic for a moment. In the silence of the car, not even be radio playing, chaos seemed miles away. "And...since you obviously know my name, what's yours?"
Maybe, if this all worked out, he could go back to her, smooth things over with...something. A CD, a trip out somewhere for lunch, just something to say he was sorry because he had gotten her in such a crazy mess. She seemed nice enough.
It hasn't dawned on him to ask her name, where she was going, if she needed more of the coffee. It just seemed instinctual to save her from the mess he always found himself in. "So...where am I taking you to?" He asked, happy to idle in traffic for a moment. In the silence of the car, not even be radio playing, chaos seemed miles away. "And...since you obviously know my name, what's yours?"
Maybe, if this all worked out, he could go back to her, smooth things over with...something. A CD, a trip out somewhere for lunch, just something to say he was sorry because he had gotten her in such a crazy mess. She seemed nice enough.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Once she was safely hidden inside the car Lilly put her seat belt on. Letting her hands rest in her lap. she watched the crowd slowly disperse as it became clear they weren't going to be able to get any more pictures out of the two of them.
"Could you take me to Filter Magazine headquarters please?" She asked while looking down at her lap, almost embarrassed. Of course he would recognize the name there was no way he wouldn't . "Crap! Is it really almost 2?" She said more to herself than anyone else when she noticed the time. She knew she was going to be late but she hadn't anticipated being that late and if traffic was bad like it always was it only going to get worse.
She was still worrying about how much trouble she was going to be in when she showed up late and empty handed when she realized she still hadn't told him her name. "Oh um my name is Lilly." She finally offered while stealing a glance at him. They were probably never going to see each other again so it didn't really matter if he remembered it anyway. Everyone seemed to forget it. Even the people she had met a number of times still couldn't seem to commit it to memory.
"Could you take me to Filter Magazine headquarters please?" She asked while looking down at her lap, almost embarrassed. Of course he would recognize the name there was no way he wouldn't . "Crap! Is it really almost 2?" She said more to herself than anyone else when she noticed the time. She knew she was going to be late but she hadn't anticipated being that late and if traffic was bad like it always was it only going to get worse.
She was still worrying about how much trouble she was going to be in when she showed up late and empty handed when she realized she still hadn't told him her name. "Oh um my name is Lilly." She finally offered while stealing a glance at him. They were probably never going to see each other again so it didn't really matter if he remembered it anyway. Everyone seemed to forget it. Even the people she had met a number of times still couldn't seem to commit it to memory.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
Filter Magazine. Man, that place was the bane of Eddy's existence, even though he didn't let them know. They begged him for interviews so much so that he ignored their calls, pretended he never got them, or even flat out just didn't show up half the time. And Lilly had to know that. Even if he had managed to get on the cover of their last magazine, after what had to been twenty-million different calls and short-lived interviews. There had to be something he could do--maybe make Lilly's life a lot easier--by just walking in and personally saying sorry. Give them something they've probably wanted.
Eddy didn't even know why he was being so nice. The coffee was sticking his shirt to his skin and making it hard for him to actually be comfortable. He was probably burned a little bit. Not enough to actually care, but he could have been a complete diva about it. Maybe it was because she had little pouting lips, or the soft little eyes. She was...sweet.
"Sounds like I'm making your life harder than easier," sighed Eddy, and he reached over, squeezing her shoulder. They were nearly there, and as he finally turned off the main road and back towards the headquarters, snuggled on a back row across from an up and coming designer boutique. "Well, Lilly, how about I do you a favor? Whatever your magazine wants from me, in exchange for them not being pissed at you for no coffee. And then...maybe somewhere down the road, you could help me out with something...about even. Maybe help me get out of a jam. Sound good?" and he finished his question as the Mustang turned into the parking lot of Filter Magazine.
Eddy didn't even know why he was being so nice. The coffee was sticking his shirt to his skin and making it hard for him to actually be comfortable. He was probably burned a little bit. Not enough to actually care, but he could have been a complete diva about it. Maybe it was because she had little pouting lips, or the soft little eyes. She was...sweet.
"Sounds like I'm making your life harder than easier," sighed Eddy, and he reached over, squeezing her shoulder. They were nearly there, and as he finally turned off the main road and back towards the headquarters, snuggled on a back row across from an up and coming designer boutique. "Well, Lilly, how about I do you a favor? Whatever your magazine wants from me, in exchange for them not being pissed at you for no coffee. And then...maybe somewhere down the road, you could help me out with something...about even. Maybe help me get out of a jam. Sound good?" and he finished his question as the Mustang turned into the parking lot of Filter Magazine.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
She could tell just by the look on his face that he didn't think highly of her magazine. She couldn't really blame him though. They could be a pain in the ass when they wanted something, and they usually refused to take no for an answer. Because of that they were able to remain one of the top music magazines around, but it also meant they pissed of nearly everyone they worked with. She had a feeling his opinion of her was slowly deteriorating now that he knew that was where she worked. That was if he had formed any sort of opinion of her in the first place
"Honestly this was all my fault anyway. Thank you for giving me a ride though. I'm sorry to be such an inconvenience." She said offering an apologetic smile. Honestly she was surprised he was taking everything so well and acting so cool and collected. It was like nothing fazed him. Some of the horror stories she had heard from her coworkers had made most celebrities sound like big babies but he wasn't like that at all. If she didn't know who he was already she might have thought he was just a normal person.
"A favor? You really don't have to-" She began to protest but stopped as she heard his full offer. It was a little too good to refuse. If she could walk into work and claim that she could get The Edward Bronson to do whatever they needed it would greatly improve her position there. "Really? Are you sure? I mean I'd like to make up the whole coffee incident to you either way but if you did that you'd really be saving my ass" She explained. She was getting a little bit of a weird feeling about how he had said she could 'get him out of a jam' but that was one of the least important things at that moment.
"Um sorry to bug you even more, but do you think you could come in and tell them yourself? I don't think they'd ever believe me" She asked while looking down at her lap while fidgeting her hands nervously.
"Honestly this was all my fault anyway. Thank you for giving me a ride though. I'm sorry to be such an inconvenience." She said offering an apologetic smile. Honestly she was surprised he was taking everything so well and acting so cool and collected. It was like nothing fazed him. Some of the horror stories she had heard from her coworkers had made most celebrities sound like big babies but he wasn't like that at all. If she didn't know who he was already she might have thought he was just a normal person.
"A favor? You really don't have to-" She began to protest but stopped as she heard his full offer. It was a little too good to refuse. If she could walk into work and claim that she could get The Edward Bronson to do whatever they needed it would greatly improve her position there. "Really? Are you sure? I mean I'd like to make up the whole coffee incident to you either way but if you did that you'd really be saving my ass" She explained. She was getting a little bit of a weird feeling about how he had said she could 'get him out of a jam' but that was one of the least important things at that moment.
"Um sorry to bug you even more, but do you think you could come in and tell them yourself? I don't think they'd ever believe me" She asked while looking down at her lap while fidgeting her hands nervously.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
"Yeah, I mean, they'd probably think you went crazy if you just told them." Taking in a deep breath and reaching back into the car, grabbing a basic graphic t-shirt. Even with her sitting there, Eddy didn't mind to actually unbutton the plaid shirt and put it back where the t-shirt was. On the side where Lilly had crashed into him was a small red mark, just like he expected. Having already accepted that he was going to be kind the extent that he could. he pulled the t-shirt on and got out of the car with a smile on his face.
Something in his stomach had a good feeling about this. Whether or not he anything actually happened was only for time to tell. Looking behind to be sure that Lilly was at least following before he stepped through the front doors, the eyes of the staff looking up at him, already recognizing him from before. "So, I hope to maybe excuse one of your friends....."
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Having, hopefully, smoothed things over for Lilly and then leaving the magazine's headquarters without much a word, Eddy felt like he had moved on with life. Going to New York, playing a gig on the Late Night Show, and then flying back before he even had time to enjoy the a good slice of pizza. Everything was always so fast paced in life that sometimes, it felt like he didn't always enjoy it. Especially not with his phone ringing off the hook at what felt like every hour of the day.
There was always the givens: managers, friends, businesses. But then there was Sasha. Beautiful Sasha Belanor, one of the up-and-coming actresses in Hollywood. First starring in low-budget foreign films, she had quickly caught the eye of aspiring directors. She had just enough of a foreign look, with dark, sharp eyes, sun-kissed skin, and a light lilt to her voice that never really gave away where she was from, only that California wasn't her birthplace. And what was worse--people were catching. They spent time going to restaurants, eyeing each other at parties, and with a recent TMZ post about how they were seen holding hands walking out a night-club, Eddy grit his teeth.
It wasn't so much a problem on his end. Having made a name for himself a serial playboy, dating someone new wasn't too big a deal. But she was married a French-man, Phillipe Laveille, one of her early directors. A man with a lot more star power than he, simply out of connections. Though TMZ had picked up that tid-bit, paparazzi blogs were all over the mysterious, clutzy girl that he clung onto walking down a West Los Angeles street. There it was: his little favor.
With Filter Magazine's number still fresh in his contacts, Eddy dialed up their front desk. He didn't know Lilly's number, but he called the front desk, and asked them to patch him through to Lilly.
Something in his stomach had a good feeling about this. Whether or not he anything actually happened was only for time to tell. Looking behind to be sure that Lilly was at least following before he stepped through the front doors, the eyes of the staff looking up at him, already recognizing him from before. "So, I hope to maybe excuse one of your friends....."
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Having, hopefully, smoothed things over for Lilly and then leaving the magazine's headquarters without much a word, Eddy felt like he had moved on with life. Going to New York, playing a gig on the Late Night Show, and then flying back before he even had time to enjoy the a good slice of pizza. Everything was always so fast paced in life that sometimes, it felt like he didn't always enjoy it. Especially not with his phone ringing off the hook at what felt like every hour of the day.
There was always the givens: managers, friends, businesses. But then there was Sasha. Beautiful Sasha Belanor, one of the up-and-coming actresses in Hollywood. First starring in low-budget foreign films, she had quickly caught the eye of aspiring directors. She had just enough of a foreign look, with dark, sharp eyes, sun-kissed skin, and a light lilt to her voice that never really gave away where she was from, only that California wasn't her birthplace. And what was worse--people were catching. They spent time going to restaurants, eyeing each other at parties, and with a recent TMZ post about how they were seen holding hands walking out a night-club, Eddy grit his teeth.
It wasn't so much a problem on his end. Having made a name for himself a serial playboy, dating someone new wasn't too big a deal. But she was married a French-man, Phillipe Laveille, one of her early directors. A man with a lot more star power than he, simply out of connections. Though TMZ had picked up that tid-bit, paparazzi blogs were all over the mysterious, clutzy girl that he clung onto walking down a West Los Angeles street. There it was: his little favor.
With Filter Magazine's number still fresh in his contacts, Eddy dialed up their front desk. He didn't know Lilly's number, but he called the front desk, and asked them to patch him through to Lilly.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Days had past since her awkward encounter with Eddy and she had nearly forgotten it had ever happened except she was constantly getting text from friend and family with a new picture of her from another tabloid from the day in question. They would frantically text her demanding to know if the headline was really true and she would have to assure them that it wasn't and that the whole thing was really no big deal. She had to admit though it was a little entertaining watching the media speculate on who she was and how She and Eddy had come together. Of course every story the concocted was completely preposterous and not at all true but it was funny to watch none the less.
Since that day her position at work had also improved significantly. She was actually being treated like a respected member of the staff rather just an errand girl. She had even been give a few small articles to work on. And finally getting to see her name in print felt pretty darn good. Of course no one had any idea how on earth she had ever gotten Eddy to agree to work with them with no questions asked. Every other person had tried to do the same thing and never succeeded. Getting him to show up was like pulling teeth. Then one day their unassuming little intern just shows up with him at her side like it's nothing. To say the least it baffled absolutely everyone in the office. There were countless rumors going around about exactly how she had gotten him to agree to such a thing- some not so nice- but luckily none of them seemed to reach her, at least not yet.
She had been in the middle of typing up one of her newly assigned articles when Anna, Filter's main receptionist, called from her desk which was only a few feet away. "Lilly there's a phone call for you on line 3, It's Mr. Bronson" She announced and exchanged a look with another woman in the office. "Huh? Oh thanks Anna." Lilly said as she reached for the phone.
"Hello? Mr. Bronson?" She felt weird calling him that but she wasn't sure what else to call him. Eddy or Edward was too familiar but 'Mr. Bronson' seemed awfully formal. She wasn't even sure why he was calling anyway. She assumed he was probably cashing in his favor. She had promised to make it up to him after all.
Since that day her position at work had also improved significantly. She was actually being treated like a respected member of the staff rather just an errand girl. She had even been give a few small articles to work on. And finally getting to see her name in print felt pretty darn good. Of course no one had any idea how on earth she had ever gotten Eddy to agree to work with them with no questions asked. Every other person had tried to do the same thing and never succeeded. Getting him to show up was like pulling teeth. Then one day their unassuming little intern just shows up with him at her side like it's nothing. To say the least it baffled absolutely everyone in the office. There were countless rumors going around about exactly how she had gotten him to agree to such a thing- some not so nice- but luckily none of them seemed to reach her, at least not yet.
She had been in the middle of typing up one of her newly assigned articles when Anna, Filter's main receptionist, called from her desk which was only a few feet away. "Lilly there's a phone call for you on line 3, It's Mr. Bronson" She announced and exchanged a look with another woman in the office. "Huh? Oh thanks Anna." Lilly said as she reached for the phone.
"Hello? Mr. Bronson?" She felt weird calling him that but she wasn't sure what else to call him. Eddy or Edward was too familiar but 'Mr. Bronson' seemed awfully formal. She wasn't even sure why he was calling anyway. She assumed he was probably cashing in his favor. She had promised to make it up to him after all.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
His name sounded strange on her tongue, but they were being formal about it, at least, about as formal as it could be considering Eddy only knew her first name, and she had the advantage of knowing everything, both true and false, put to paper about him. But he was thinking much into this--for now, they were just people on opposite ends of the telephone.
"Hey, Lilly, good that I was able to get ahold of you," he said, and felt at a loss of words just after. From where he was, sitting on a balcony out looking some of greater Los Angeles and all its high-rises and complexes against the crisp, blue sky, it felt like he was looking out on the whole world. That didn't he was--far from. It seemed like he was teetering on the edge of stardom and infamy. Using a media contact was a double-edged sword, one he didn't often play with.
Clearing his throat, and gathering his thoughts, he began: "So, I need you to return that favor. I know it's a bit sudden but there are things coming up and...I figure that you're just a girl for the job." Eddy was somewhere in between wanting to flat out beg, spilling the whole truth, or try and sweet talk her into it. Not that this was really his idea. He had told his manager just let them pretend that she was just another fling. He felt wary of putting Lilly in the middle of the limelight--she clearly couldn't take it. His manager had other ideas. "It's a strange request: but I need you to just...pretend to be going out with me for a couple of weeks. Maybe a month You'd...."he almost said 'you'd be reimbursed', but that was probably pushing it. Unless she wanted to get paid.
"Hey, Lilly, good that I was able to get ahold of you," he said, and felt at a loss of words just after. From where he was, sitting on a balcony out looking some of greater Los Angeles and all its high-rises and complexes against the crisp, blue sky, it felt like he was looking out on the whole world. That didn't he was--far from. It seemed like he was teetering on the edge of stardom and infamy. Using a media contact was a double-edged sword, one he didn't often play with.
Clearing his throat, and gathering his thoughts, he began: "So, I need you to return that favor. I know it's a bit sudden but there are things coming up and...I figure that you're just a girl for the job." Eddy was somewhere in between wanting to flat out beg, spilling the whole truth, or try and sweet talk her into it. Not that this was really his idea. He had told his manager just let them pretend that she was just another fling. He felt wary of putting Lilly in the middle of the limelight--she clearly couldn't take it. His manager had other ideas. "It's a strange request: but I need you to just...pretend to be going out with me for a couple of weeks. Maybe a month You'd...."he almost said 'you'd be reimbursed', but that was probably pushing it. Unless she wanted to get paid.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
"What can I do for you?" She asked while turning her attention back to the article she had been in the middle of writing. Her eyes scanning over it checking for typos while she waited for him to explain why he was calling. In the back of her mind she was trying to guess what sort of favor he might ask her for. She figured it would probably involve running a few errands or something along those lines. It wasn't like she was very good for much else and he probably had a whole staff of people to do things for him already anyway. She would be fine with taking care of a few errands for him. Then they could finally call it even and pretend like nothing had ever happened and she wouldn't have to worry about repaying him anymore.
While he slowly worked up to finally telling her what he wanted she just hummed idly to let him know she was still listening. She had at that point read through what she had written of her article and was taking a sip from a teacup that had been carefully positioned on the corner of her desk. It was about that time that he finally stopped beating around the bush and revealed his true reason for calling. Which promptly caused her to spit out nearly all the tea she had in her mouth and go into a coughing fit while she struggled to cover her mouth and breathe properly.
"You want me to what?!" she said a little more loudly than she expected to, drawing the attention of her co-workers. She then lowered her voice as she continued talking. "I'm sorry but I really don't think I'm the right person for that. I want to repay you but that's just.." She wanted to say crazy. There was no way she could pretend to be his girlfriend. They might have fooled the media once but there was no way they were going to seriously believe He was going to give up his playboy ways for someone like her. She was just an ordinary girl. "I just don't think I can. I'd be willing to do almost anything else"
While he slowly worked up to finally telling her what he wanted she just hummed idly to let him know she was still listening. She had at that point read through what she had written of her article and was taking a sip from a teacup that had been carefully positioned on the corner of her desk. It was about that time that he finally stopped beating around the bush and revealed his true reason for calling. Which promptly caused her to spit out nearly all the tea she had in her mouth and go into a coughing fit while she struggled to cover her mouth and breathe properly.
"You want me to what?!" she said a little more loudly than she expected to, drawing the attention of her co-workers. She then lowered her voice as she continued talking. "I'm sorry but I really don't think I'm the right person for that. I want to repay you but that's just.." She wanted to say crazy. There was no way she could pretend to be his girlfriend. They might have fooled the media once but there was no way they were going to seriously believe He was going to give up his playboy ways for someone like her. She was just an ordinary girl. "I just don't think I can. I'd be willing to do almost anything else"
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
As Eddy expected, and cringed with his eyes closed at the sound of her coughing fits, Lilly didn't exactly take the request casually. The cringe devolved into laughter. "Did...did you actually just do a spit-take?" he couldn't help but ask. Oh, it wasn't going to help him in convincing her, especially as he struggled to get the laughter to subside. Bigger things were at stake than a good laugh. That, and he'd caught the attention of an assistant, afraid that maybe he too was choking, given the fact that a glass of water was brought out. Trying to silently wave the man away. Eddy readjusted himself in the seat, as if he were priming himself to be demanding. He'd seen plenty of executives do it. "Sorry, sorry, that's absolutely horrible I shouldn't be laughing..."
Once the flutters were out of his chest, and Eddy actually got a grip on himself, he followed: "It's not really like a 'date-date' thing. Just maybe every couple of days you and me go out for like an hour. We don't even have to talk, we could just walk in somewhere and separate if you want. Just enough that those nosy paparazzi can get a picture and then we can be on our way. After like...a few weeks, no one will even care and it'll all just fade away."
It seemed easy enough to convince most people of this. Most girls anyways. It felt like every girl working in Hollywood was looking for their big break. Not Lilly it seemed. Either she was too awestruck and confused, or really didn't want that fifteen minutes everyone so desperately desired. Some people just liked to blend in.
Taking in a deep breath, finally it seemed to dawn on Eddy how much he actually needed this to work, crazy as it was. Asking a person he barely knew to pretend to be his girlfriend. "You...have no idea how much this would actually help me out. If I could explain it to you...look, let's not even call this a favor alright? We know its not just...please, do this for me. I promise, if you do, from here on out I'll come to you guy any time something major happens. You'll always be the first ones to get news."
Once the flutters were out of his chest, and Eddy actually got a grip on himself, he followed: "It's not really like a 'date-date' thing. Just maybe every couple of days you and me go out for like an hour. We don't even have to talk, we could just walk in somewhere and separate if you want. Just enough that those nosy paparazzi can get a picture and then we can be on our way. After like...a few weeks, no one will even care and it'll all just fade away."
It seemed easy enough to convince most people of this. Most girls anyways. It felt like every girl working in Hollywood was looking for their big break. Not Lilly it seemed. Either she was too awestruck and confused, or really didn't want that fifteen minutes everyone so desperately desired. Some people just liked to blend in.
Taking in a deep breath, finally it seemed to dawn on Eddy how much he actually needed this to work, crazy as it was. Asking a person he barely knew to pretend to be his girlfriend. "You...have no idea how much this would actually help me out. If I could explain it to you...look, let's not even call this a favor alright? We know its not just...please, do this for me. I promise, if you do, from here on out I'll come to you guy any time something major happens. You'll always be the first ones to get news."
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
"I.. What No!" She lied a violent blush appearing on her face, not that he could see it anyway. She was growing increasingly more embarrassed as he continued to laugh, obviously amused at her reaction. But how was she really supposed to react to such a request? It wasn't like that was something you heard everyday. He was asking a whole lot and she was definitely not the girl for the job and him laughing about it was only making her a little annoyed.
"Look I'm sorry I just don't think you understand. I didn't really like the whole picture thing and I'd rather not willingly subject myself to that. Isn't there someone else you could ask? Why do you need someone to pretend to be going out with you anyway? I'm sure there are more than enough girls willing to actually date you." She went on trying to find anyway she could to get out of it. The whole paparazzi thing had been extremely overwhelming, there was no way she wanted to go through that again. Honesty what was the point of doing all of that anyway when he said they'd get bored in a few weeks regardless? She also had a feeling this whole thing wasn't going to be as easy as he made it sound.
She just wasn't interested in getting that sort of attention. She preferred to stay behind the scenes and get all her recognition and praise for her writing. She didn't want to be in the center of it all. Besides this could end badly for them both if the tabloids figured out a way to turn it into some big scandal or if they found out the whole thing was fake.
She felt bad for telling him no because she really did want to help him out, just not like that. Offering to come to her magazine with any news he had was great, especially for the magazine, but it didn't really do anything for her. There was no reason for her to agree to such a crazy plan.
"Look I'm sorry I just don't think you understand. I didn't really like the whole picture thing and I'd rather not willingly subject myself to that. Isn't there someone else you could ask? Why do you need someone to pretend to be going out with you anyway? I'm sure there are more than enough girls willing to actually date you." She went on trying to find anyway she could to get out of it. The whole paparazzi thing had been extremely overwhelming, there was no way she wanted to go through that again. Honesty what was the point of doing all of that anyway when he said they'd get bored in a few weeks regardless? She also had a feeling this whole thing wasn't going to be as easy as he made it sound.
She just wasn't interested in getting that sort of attention. She preferred to stay behind the scenes and get all her recognition and praise for her writing. She didn't want to be in the center of it all. Besides this could end badly for them both if the tabloids figured out a way to turn it into some big scandal or if they found out the whole thing was fake.
She felt bad for telling him no because she really did want to help him out, just not like that. Offering to come to her magazine with any news he had was great, especially for the magazine, but it didn't really do anything for her. There was no reason for her to agree to such a crazy plan.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
How? How did he do this cleanly? How did he actually convince her to do this? Laughing at her, firstly, probably wasn't the best thing that he could have done. It wasn't as if he was a master at persuasion, either. And this wasn't exactly a normal request on his part, really. It was probably the most preposterous thing he could ask another human being to do. And yet here Eddy was, trying to find a way to convince Lilly into doing this against her will. Obviously bribing her wasn't going to work, and if he explained the situation to her, there was definitely no way that she was going to do for it.
If nothing else came out of this, Eddy would certainly have a chance at making an interesting movie script for later down the line. Or at least a funny song. Something. Something better than the nothing that was likely to come out of it.
"Look, there's plenty, but...not someone who seems as genuinely interesting as you," Eddy said, soft. He wasn't even looking out at the impressive view anymore. Just at his toes as they curled up on the deck. Every bit of him was tensed to the point that just hanging up was easier. But he couldn't. Did he just ask her out instead? That wouldn't really accomplish anything, since she knew his motive. "You just...seem nice, Lilly Nice people don't exist here, and it'd be cool to actually be friends with a nice person. So it's refreshing I guess... look, just...think it over, okay? I'm not going to be an asshole and keep on you but, maybe if you reconsider, give me a call?"
And he waited, for maybe just a few seconds, to see if Lilly said anything before he hung up. He doubted it. But maybe she would reconsider.
If nothing else came out of this, Eddy would certainly have a chance at making an interesting movie script for later down the line. Or at least a funny song. Something. Something better than the nothing that was likely to come out of it.
"Look, there's plenty, but...not someone who seems as genuinely interesting as you," Eddy said, soft. He wasn't even looking out at the impressive view anymore. Just at his toes as they curled up on the deck. Every bit of him was tensed to the point that just hanging up was easier. But he couldn't. Did he just ask her out instead? That wouldn't really accomplish anything, since she knew his motive. "You just...seem nice, Lilly Nice people don't exist here, and it'd be cool to actually be friends with a nice person. So it's refreshing I guess... look, just...think it over, okay? I'm not going to be an asshole and keep on you but, maybe if you reconsider, give me a call?"
And he waited, for maybe just a few seconds, to see if Lilly said anything before he hung up. He doubted it. But maybe she would reconsider.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Lilly let him go without ever speaking up about changing her mind. She might have been able to be convinced into doing lots of things but this wasn't one. She promised to call him if she ever reconsider but she didn't think she would . The second they hung up she felt absolutely awful though. He had been nice and sincere. For whatever reason he really needed this, and she had let him down. She wasn't sure why she felt so bad about disappointing him- they barely knew each other after all- but for some reason it was just killing her.
Over the next few days she couldn't get his proposition out of her head, and the way he had sounded so defeated when she shot it down. As much as she wanted to just forget it all she couldn't. So she finally resorted to contacting his manager and scheduling a meeting between them. As much as she really didn't want to go through with it, she thought she might have worked out a way to make this work for both of them. That way he would be happy and she wouldn't feel so guilty anymore.
She was trying to remind herself of that when the day of their meeting finally approached but it was proving hard to convince herself. She was on the verge of backing out completely. Normally she would have had him meet her somewhere like a coffee shop and she could have gotten a drink to calm herself down .But with how popular he was meeting in public was out of the question. So they were meeting at his record labels offices instead, but so far she was to only one to arrive. So while she waited for him in the empty room she had lots of time to rethink this whole thing, which went without saying wasn't good. If he didn't get there soon she was likely to just walk out.
Over the next few days she couldn't get his proposition out of her head, and the way he had sounded so defeated when she shot it down. As much as she wanted to just forget it all she couldn't. So she finally resorted to contacting his manager and scheduling a meeting between them. As much as she really didn't want to go through with it, she thought she might have worked out a way to make this work for both of them. That way he would be happy and she wouldn't feel so guilty anymore.
She was trying to remind herself of that when the day of their meeting finally approached but it was proving hard to convince herself. She was on the verge of backing out completely. Normally she would have had him meet her somewhere like a coffee shop and she could have gotten a drink to calm herself down .But with how popular he was meeting in public was out of the question. So they were meeting at his record labels offices instead, but so far she was to only one to arrive. So while she waited for him in the empty room she had lots of time to rethink this whole thing, which went without saying wasn't good. If he didn't get there soon she was likely to just walk out.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
Waiting those few days before he received a call from Andy, his manager, felt like he may as well have been waiting in the results for cancer. It sure felt that dire. There was a chance that she wouldn't call back, anyways. Let alone to tell him that they should talk.
And naturally, on the day of the meeting, Eddy was doing to his damndest to get there in time, but the Pacific Highway wasn't about to let him. And laying on the horn in the middle of LA traffic wasn't doing him any more gold than to incite road rage in some of the other drivers. Sure, he was notorious for being late, but he actually tried to not be and his luck wasn't going to have it.
Once Eddy was able to get out of high way traffic and hit downtown, probably break three or four laws in the process, he pulled into the headquarters of the record label and bolted out of the car, running inside and past the receptionist.
Andy's office, where the man had likely taken Lilly to for privacy, was five stories up, and he ran all five of them, breathless at the landing to the fifth floor. Taking a moment, composing himself, readjusting the Detroit Lions ball cap, flattening out the lapel of his jacket, Eddy walked through and knocked on the door to give them a heads up as he popped in, closing the door behind him.
And naturally, on the day of the meeting, Eddy was doing to his damndest to get there in time, but the Pacific Highway wasn't about to let him. And laying on the horn in the middle of LA traffic wasn't doing him any more gold than to incite road rage in some of the other drivers. Sure, he was notorious for being late, but he actually tried to not be and his luck wasn't going to have it.
Once Eddy was able to get out of high way traffic and hit downtown, probably break three or four laws in the process, he pulled into the headquarters of the record label and bolted out of the car, running inside and past the receptionist.
Andy's office, where the man had likely taken Lilly to for privacy, was five stories up, and he ran all five of them, breathless at the landing to the fifth floor. Taking a moment, composing himself, readjusting the Detroit Lions ball cap, flattening out the lapel of his jacket, Eddy walked through and knocked on the door to give them a heads up as he popped in, closing the door behind him.
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Five minutes passed since their original agreed upon meeting time passed,and Eddy still hadn't shown up and Lilly was growing antsy. Andy seemed to be doing all he could to keep her there and help her calm down. Which involved offering her a glass a water ,which she took a few sips from the then did nothing more than roll the glass in her palms, and reassuring her that Eddy would be there any minute now.
After a few minutes passed and he still wasn't there she was about to give up deciding this was a terrible idea. Perhaps he had already found someone else for what he needed, or maybe he had just given up all together. Whatever the reason was it didn't really matter. She would just go home and be grateful she didn't have to go through with it.
She had just set her glass on the table and was working on getting her bag to leave when he finally did come waltzing into the room with a small knock. "Oh! you're here.." she said looking up with an expression that made it seem as if she were surprised to see him there. The same look on her face that someone might have when unexpectedly bumping into a friend at the store or another random place.
"Okay look, I'm only going to say this once. You can take it or leave." She said after taking a deep breath to compose herself. She would rather just get it all out now rather than draw it out in some long tortuous process, but perhaps she could have done it a little more smoothly.. "I will agree to going out with you or whatever ever you want, but under one condition. I want you to insist that I write any and all articles that you're ever apart of at my magazine alright? This is going to be a purely business relationship, nothing else" She finished trying to sound firm but she was anxiously watching his face to see how he'd react.
After a few minutes passed and he still wasn't there she was about to give up deciding this was a terrible idea. Perhaps he had already found someone else for what he needed, or maybe he had just given up all together. Whatever the reason was it didn't really matter. She would just go home and be grateful she didn't have to go through with it.
She had just set her glass on the table and was working on getting her bag to leave when he finally did come waltzing into the room with a small knock. "Oh! you're here.." she said looking up with an expression that made it seem as if she were surprised to see him there. The same look on her face that someone might have when unexpectedly bumping into a friend at the store or another random place.
"Okay look, I'm only going to say this once. You can take it or leave." She said after taking a deep breath to compose herself. She would rather just get it all out now rather than draw it out in some long tortuous process, but perhaps she could have done it a little more smoothly.. "I will agree to going out with you or whatever ever you want, but under one condition. I want you to insist that I write any and all articles that you're ever apart of at my magazine alright? This is going to be a purely business relationship, nothing else" She finished trying to sound firm but she was anxiously watching his face to see how he'd react.
lafeae
Absent-minded Doodler
Barely half a second of walking through the door, a moment to glance at Andy and then back to Lilly, before she had landed the details on him. Still gathering his breath, his mouth going dry, Eddy planted himself in a chair across from the pair.
Having wanted this answer, and having had dreams about it in his sleep the last few nights as he anxiously awaited it, Eddy couldn't immediately jump on it. Why, he did not know. Wasn't this, essentially, the same thing that he had offered her? No, not exactly. She would be privy to information that may have been scandalous. And worse, completely destroying the whole reason for this.
Even as he took several moments to contemplate, Andy was nodding slowly nodding from where Lilly didn't have view of him. Slowly, too, did Eddy mirror him. Because he trusted the man--Andy had been his manager from the beginning. He knew what was going on.
"Yeah, that makes the most sense. Purely business. What I said's still on the table. Purely for photos. You don't have to talk to me, don't have to do anything romantic--just, be there."
As Eddy said this, his manager was pulling s piece of paper out from the desk and flipped through to a back page, setting a pen out.
"alright you two, since this is just business, were signing a contract. States that you, Ms. Hayworth, will be performing this service in exchange for information on our end, hassle free. Just sign on this line," he said, and wrote and 'X' by it. "Mr. Bronson is obligated to the same terms. This is nondisclosure--either of you speak of this to any members of the press or public and this contract and obligation become null and void."
Having wanted this answer, and having had dreams about it in his sleep the last few nights as he anxiously awaited it, Eddy couldn't immediately jump on it. Why, he did not know. Wasn't this, essentially, the same thing that he had offered her? No, not exactly. She would be privy to information that may have been scandalous. And worse, completely destroying the whole reason for this.
Even as he took several moments to contemplate, Andy was nodding slowly nodding from where Lilly didn't have view of him. Slowly, too, did Eddy mirror him. Because he trusted the man--Andy had been his manager from the beginning. He knew what was going on.
"Yeah, that makes the most sense. Purely business. What I said's still on the table. Purely for photos. You don't have to talk to me, don't have to do anything romantic--just, be there."
As Eddy said this, his manager was pulling s piece of paper out from the desk and flipped through to a back page, setting a pen out.
"alright you two, since this is just business, were signing a contract. States that you, Ms. Hayworth, will be performing this service in exchange for information on our end, hassle free. Just sign on this line," he said, and wrote and 'X' by it. "Mr. Bronson is obligated to the same terms. This is nondisclosure--either of you speak of this to any members of the press or public and this contract and obligation become null and void."
Captainsassypants
Senior Member
Lilly had no intentions of digging up all his dirty laundry and airing it out to dry. She assumed that he already knew that. She simply wanted a little recognition for something she felt she was truely good at. If he insisted she be the one to write any articles involving him, it would not only give her the chance to prove to her bosses that she could handle more than rinkydink articles they'd been giving her but it might be able to get her a writing job either at Filter or at some other magazine. Besides Filter wasn't a gossip magazine anyway, and she wasn't interested in turning into one.
So she wasn't sure why he was taking so long to agree. It was making her slightly uncomfortable. He had been the one to suggest this whole thing hadn't her? So why was he suddenly so hesitant.
"Just for the photos" She agreed after releasing the breath she hadn't realized she was hold. She was just relieved that the whole thing was resolved now. She wasn't exactly looking forward to the photos but she figured she's deal with that when they got to it. For now she was taking things one thing at a time. Which at the moment involved signing the contract.
She briefly glanced over the contract's content but most of it was legal gargin that she didn't really understand so after a minute or two she gave up and simply signed where it asked her to and then she slid the paper over to Eddy so he could do the same "So that's it? Is there anything else I need to do?" She asked looking between the two of them. For some reason that all seemed a bit too easy.
So she wasn't sure why he was taking so long to agree. It was making her slightly uncomfortable. He had been the one to suggest this whole thing hadn't her? So why was he suddenly so hesitant.
"Just for the photos" She agreed after releasing the breath she hadn't realized she was hold. She was just relieved that the whole thing was resolved now. She wasn't exactly looking forward to the photos but she figured she's deal with that when they got to it. For now she was taking things one thing at a time. Which at the moment involved signing the contract.
She briefly glanced over the contract's content but most of it was legal gargin that she didn't really understand so after a minute or two she gave up and simply signed where it asked her to and then she slid the paper over to Eddy so he could do the same "So that's it? Is there anything else I need to do?" She asked looking between the two of them. For some reason that all seemed a bit too easy.
