The life of a newbie in Hollywood and Scarlett Johansson. Will life ever be easy for them?
I'm working on another book right now, the story of Switch, as referenced in this book. Would anyone like to read about that made up story too?
Me: You know, in December I have Bond promo. The day before Black Widow actually. Scarlett: Where? Me: London. It's on our anniversary. Scarlett: Oh. So you aren't going to be here? Me: I was going to ask if you'd like to be 007's date. Scarlett: Sorry, who? Me: Oh, you better hope you're kidding.
She gives me a sarcastic look.
Scarlett: I'm retired. Me: From acting, not from looking fire on red carpets. C'mon, it'll be fun. Scarlett: Oh, so I'm the piece of candy on your arm now. Me: Yes, that's exactly what you are. No, honey. I'm asking you if you'll be my date to one of the biggest premieres I'll ever do, please. Scarlett: What do I get in return? It is our anniversary after all. Me: Um... Scarlett: Okay, how about this? I'll come with you, if you come to the UK Outset launch in October. Me: I think I was already going. Scarlett: You would do anything to get out of that. At least this way, I can keep an eye on you.
I tilt my head in confusion, what is she talking about?
Me: Keep an eye on me? Why d'you need to keep an eye on me? Scarlett: Well...you're just looking so attractive lately, maybe there'll be some women there that take a liking to you. Me: Oh, come off it. You're so full of it. Scarlett: I'm serious! You're getting more and more toned for this new movie and it's making me not want to keep my hands off you, so other women will no doubt be the same. Me: This insecure, jealous version of you is weird, enough. Your eyes are going greener. You can trust me. Scarlett: Of course I can, I'm just kidding.
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I sit back on the sun lounger outside of our villa and pick my book back up, before Rose knocks it out of my hand.
Me: Hey! I didn't mark the page! Scarlett: You never do, honey.
Scarlett gives me a smirky side eye, referring to Greece last year.
Me: What was that even for? Rose: It had a wasp on it. Me: Oh I'm sure.
She sits between my knees on the lounger and lies back onto me, facing away.
Me: What's up, short stuff? Rose: Cosmo said something today that made me think. What happened to my Dad?
Me and Scarlett look at each other, totally confused by the question.
Me: What d'you mean, what happened to your Dad? Rose: Well...why don't I know him? Cosmo doesn't know his Dad. Me: Cosmo's story is a little different. He was born with a donor. Rose: Huh?
