Amanda stepped first out of the limo, thanking the sweet musclehead who
drove Alan's limo most of the time. Alan whispered to her that the
paparazzi would be stalking them, just like everyone else, while they made
their stroll down the red carpet, so he had come up with a plan to drive
them all crazy, one she most certainly didn't object to.
Alan's plan was basically for Amanda to walk down the red carpet on his arm, looking extra cheerful and pretending she was a really famous model or something. The press would think he had a really young girlfriend at last and it would cover the tabloids the next morning, for sure. She found this really interesting-she couldn't wait for the faces.
So here she was, Alan squeezing my hand briefly as we embraced the Hollywood crowd, stepping out of his limo. The last thing she needed was support and encouragement. Naturally, when that awkward rare complete state of silence descended over the carpet folk, the first thing she heard was a loud whistle rip through the chilly night air. She whirled (along with everyone else) and caught Tom leaning over the fence in the press pit. Daniel, Rupert, Sean, and several other young Harry Potter actors were with him. He broke into a grin and she blushed, hard. Would the tabloids spell "cheater" now for her?
She felt Alan's breath softly in her ear again, brushing her earring. "You going to meet him for the afterparty?"
"Which one?" She giggled.
"Oh, well.we have options.let's see.."
"Are the hobbits throwing one again this year?"
"Yes, in the Grand Hall down the street. Some new club."
"You coming?"
"Nah.I'm going to go get some coffee, get my new lines."
"Ok, then. If you see him soon tell him I like him a little."
Alan smirked and looked back up ahead of them. "Just don't trip."
A few hours later Amanda was pouring herself a glass of wine, the first one she'd had in a while, surrounded by her various admirers. She looked around at all of them, laughing at dirty American jokes and sipping various beers, and realized just how odd it was to see them all so out of costume and out of character (well, except the Weasley twins)
Amanda had just got done dancing with Elijah Wood, one of her best friends since she'd started working for Alan, and had promised Billy Boyd the last dance of the night. She almost didn't expect to feel Tom tap on her shoulder, just beating Daniel by a moment. "I like this song. Brian McKnight, isn't it? You want to dance with me?"
It was indeed Brian McKnight, except she had no idea what it was called yet. "Sure thing."
He nodded meekly and led her out onto the dance floor, amidst Elijah and one of his tearful fans. Tom held her close to him as they danced, breathing in her Pantene.
"So what's it like working for Dr. Evil?"
Paige laughed, breaking the mood a little. "He's not that cruel. I mean, I at least get meals."
This made Tom laugh louder. "Anyway, I like the lyrics to this song."
"Yeah, me too."
"Who do you think he wrote it for?"
"I don't know. Brian McKnight is just naturally a romantic soul."
"Now that was poetry."
"Thank you."
One You're like a dream come true Two Just wanna be with you Three Girl it's plain to see That you're the only one for me and Four Repeat steps one through three Five Could make you fall in love with me If ever I believe my work is done Then I'll start back at one..yeah yeah yeah
Alan's plan was basically for Amanda to walk down the red carpet on his arm, looking extra cheerful and pretending she was a really famous model or something. The press would think he had a really young girlfriend at last and it would cover the tabloids the next morning, for sure. She found this really interesting-she couldn't wait for the faces.
So here she was, Alan squeezing my hand briefly as we embraced the Hollywood crowd, stepping out of his limo. The last thing she needed was support and encouragement. Naturally, when that awkward rare complete state of silence descended over the carpet folk, the first thing she heard was a loud whistle rip through the chilly night air. She whirled (along with everyone else) and caught Tom leaning over the fence in the press pit. Daniel, Rupert, Sean, and several other young Harry Potter actors were with him. He broke into a grin and she blushed, hard. Would the tabloids spell "cheater" now for her?
She felt Alan's breath softly in her ear again, brushing her earring. "You going to meet him for the afterparty?"
"Which one?" She giggled.
"Oh, well.we have options.let's see.."
"Are the hobbits throwing one again this year?"
"Yes, in the Grand Hall down the street. Some new club."
"You coming?"
"Nah.I'm going to go get some coffee, get my new lines."
"Ok, then. If you see him soon tell him I like him a little."
Alan smirked and looked back up ahead of them. "Just don't trip."
A few hours later Amanda was pouring herself a glass of wine, the first one she'd had in a while, surrounded by her various admirers. She looked around at all of them, laughing at dirty American jokes and sipping various beers, and realized just how odd it was to see them all so out of costume and out of character (well, except the Weasley twins)
Amanda had just got done dancing with Elijah Wood, one of her best friends since she'd started working for Alan, and had promised Billy Boyd the last dance of the night. She almost didn't expect to feel Tom tap on her shoulder, just beating Daniel by a moment. "I like this song. Brian McKnight, isn't it? You want to dance with me?"
It was indeed Brian McKnight, except she had no idea what it was called yet. "Sure thing."
He nodded meekly and led her out onto the dance floor, amidst Elijah and one of his tearful fans. Tom held her close to him as they danced, breathing in her Pantene.
"So what's it like working for Dr. Evil?"
Paige laughed, breaking the mood a little. "He's not that cruel. I mean, I at least get meals."
This made Tom laugh louder. "Anyway, I like the lyrics to this song."
"Yeah, me too."
"Who do you think he wrote it for?"
"I don't know. Brian McKnight is just naturally a romantic soul."
"Now that was poetry."
"Thank you."
One You're like a dream come true Two Just wanna be with you Three Girl it's plain to see That you're the only one for me and Four Repeat steps one through three Five Could make you fall in love with me If ever I believe my work is done Then I'll start back at one..yeah yeah yeah
