“I’m not sure. I have to read this whole thing and let my agent know if I’m interested by Tuesday, although it seems like they’ve already cast me for the part.”
“This Tuesday?” I asked, slightly shocked. “In four days you have to give them an answer? It looks like a lot to read in such a short time.”
I didn’t realize that some of these movie deals happened so quickly. “Talk about putting pressure on you. No wonder you’re stressed.”
His eyes flashed over to look at me. “Well, it’s a studio film and they want to fast track it.”
I nodded even though I wasn’t sure what the heck he was talking about.
Ryan was staring at me. “You have no idea what I’m talking about, do you?” he laughed lightly.
I smirked, surprised he was able to read me like that.
“Okay, here’s your lesson for today. Pay attention because there will be a quiz.” He held the script up. “You’ve heard of Paramount, I assume?”
I rolled my eyes.
“Okay… they are the ‘studio.’ ” He gestured. “Without over-complicating it, they’ve got the money. This film has already received a ‘green light.’
What do you do at a green light?”
“You go,” I answered.
“Script… film has been pitched… money is there to back it… green light – go. With me so far?”
I hoped my look got the message across that I’m not an idiot.
“Now this project is in pre-production. That’s when the cast gets hired, budget is determined, and for this film I understand that Jonathan Follweiler is going to be directing. What it means for me are two things.” Ryan counted on his fingers. “One, do I want to do it and two, can I meet the production schedule dates. If I can’t commit to being there, I can’t do the film.”
“So you still have the option to turn it down, right?” I asked.
“Yes. I haven’t signed anything yet.” He waved his hands. “And they need to make me an offer.”
“Don’t you have to audition first?” I tried to sound like I knew something.“Not really… not anymore. All those screaming fans are like one huge resume. I may have to screen test with potential actresses to see if the chemistry is there, but that’s about it.”
“Got it!” I grinned.
“Good! Tomorrow we’ll learn all about cinematography.”
“Darn! I was hoping that tomorrow would be all about special effects.” I pouted.
“Okay. Then as soon as I’m done reading this I’ll paint all your walls a lovely bright green and we can play with the CGI on your computer. How does that sound?”
“You better get reading then!” I stood up to excuse myself. He startled me when he stood up too.
“I have to get back to the pub and finish up the night; we’re getting slammed down there. I even have Tammy helping out tonight. So are you going to be okay up here by yourself?”
He walked over to me and rubbed my arms up and down softly with his hands. “Don’t worry about me.”
“I feel really bad leaving you here like this,” I uttered sadly, melting like butter under his touch.
“Tar, I know you have a business to run. I’m just glad that… well… I’m here. I’ll be fine!” he stressed. “I have excellent music to listen to and a fat script to read. That will definitely keep me out of trouble for a while.” He winked at me.
I looked down at his feet. In all honesty I really wanted to stay with him. “I still feel terrible though.”
Ryan’s hand slid down my arm and he brushed his fingers on mine; his other hand lifted my chin until our eyes met.
“Don’t. I’m looking forward to some peace and rest, actually. I’ll see you when you get back.”
I felt the jolt of electricity surge through my body when he touched me; I had to fight the new desires rapidly building in my heart.
“All right. I’ll see you in three hours,” I sighed.
“Before you go, I’d like your cell phone please,” he requested, holding out his hand. “I’m not going to check up on you. I just want to program it a little.”
“I don’t care. I have nothing to hide,” I said. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and handed it to him. “Just don’t give me an obnoxious ringtone.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care if it. Now off you go! Back to work!” He took a hold of my shoulders and spun me towards the door.