I Don’t Want To
February 26, 2008 – 5:45 pm
Cheryl sat on the couch and faced the camera. She allowed a
makeup "artist" to touch up her cheeks with some rouge paste.
She watched blithely as the director moved about the set to make
sure that everything was in place.
"Cheryl, baby. You ready?"
Cheryl popped out her gum and stuck it on the makeup man's
forehead. "Yeah, sure, Billy. Let's get this over with, ok?"
The director coughed and looked around. A few of the
cameramen were giggling. Albert "Billy" Banes watched as the
makeup man walked off the set, cursing as he pulled sticky gum
residue off of his forehead.
Billy leaned over and whispered to Cheryl. "Look, Cheryl. I
told you to call me 'Albert' while we were on the set. Calling
me 'Billy' makes it seem as if we might be sleeping together or
something."
Cheryl swung her head around. She whispered back to him.
"Well, ain't we?" Cheryl turned toward the mostly bored crew.
"Hey, everybody! ...