We were settled in for the evening, I flopped in a chair. “Sheesh – what a day.” Harry passed me a PLATE, saying “I TRUST it worked out finding a body double for that scene.” I nodded. “Ooh, nice spread. Thanks, darling. How much do you think I can eat have and still fit into my costume for tomorrow’s shoot?” Refocusing on his question, I replied in between bites, “Look Harry I can skate well enough, but there is no way in hell I can do a QUINT.” He looked at me blankly. “You know, the leap and spin around five times kind of skating. God knows why I agreed to be in a film about an Olympic skater.” He shrugging, asked, “As long as you are doing this, do I get to see the UNCUT thing, whatchamacallit, the rushes?” “Maybe. If you bring some pastries over in the morning that would give you an excuse to hang around for a minute and find out. The director loves a good DONUT, by the way.”
Harry smiled a little uncertainly, unsure if it was the director or me that to be bribed with a donut.

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