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"You should have seen him, Barneby. He looked like he hadn't showered in DAYS! And the way he said it??? "ShEs nEvEr MeNtiOnEd aNyThiNg AbOuT yOu!" Like HELLOOOO?"

Wally was currently fixing his hair for the 7th time in the past 10 minutes, looking in the mirror while mindlessly moving his hands. A lit cigarette rested on his vanity as Barneby laughed on his dressing room sofa, listening to the man ramble and complain.

It was 5:20 on a Friday morning, you wouldn't be there till 5:40. Most actors got there around 5 so Wally had all the time in the world to ramble.

Taking his cigarette and turning in his chair he sighed as Barneby laughed.

"I mean you should have SEEN the way he kissed her. She looked so uncomfortable. I can still feel his sweaty hand in mine, makes me wanna gag." Wally said, taking a deep puff from his cigarette and leaning back in his chair defeated.

"Didn't even know (Y/N) had a boyfriend! She never mentioned it to me kid." Barneby shrugged, taking a puff of his own cigarette.

Wally mumbled under his breath, turning around to mess with his hair again.

"He wasn't even all that. He wore this tacky button up and his hair was slicked back to far I thought his hairline was receding."

Barneby let out a loud wheeze, leaning forward on his knees and coughing out. Wally rolled his eyes, far to upset to laugh. He meant every word he said and didn't find his descriptions that off from the man he saw the day before.

"Why'd you even shake his hand if you hate physical contact with new people?" Barneby questioned, finally catching his breath and putting out his cigarette on the nearby ash tray.

"I-" Wally paused for a moment... why did he even shake the guys hand? He hated the feeling of the contact but his body moved before he could process what he had done, like he needed to prove something to the guy. "I don't know?"

Barneby smiled a bit, standing up and patting Wally's shoulder. "Sounds like your jealous." He whispered. Wally let out a loud gasp, his hand shooting to his chest and his eyes widened in offense.

"Take that back." He said, his mouth a-gap as he stared at the tall man.

"Nope. You're jealous of him."

"You're joking. Why would I EVER be jealous of that wash down version of Eli Wallach, he doesn't even come close to my level." Wally scoffed, crossing his arms and admiring himself in the mirror.

"Not OF him you idiot!" Barneby wacked the back of Wally's neck with a loud "smack" making him groan in pain. "You're jealous of how he is with (Y/N)."

"Why would I be jealous of the way he acts with her? She clearly doesn't want to be near him!" He said, his shoulders unconsciously tensing at the idea.

"Oh my- no. I'm saying you're jealous of them; that she has a boyfriend!" He said rubbing the temple of his head. Wally stayed quiet, his mouth falling open as he turned to Barneby fully in his seat.

"Why would I be jealous of her having a boyfriend. I am concerned that my personal assistant might be going though a rough relationship with a jerk who just so happens to be an ugly one."

"You just went on a 30 minute rant on how upset you were that "she didn't tell me this!" And "he's not even that good looking!""

"That doesn't mean anything. I'm simply upset that just when I thought she was warming up to me, she drops this bomb. I don't like surprises." He says, straightening his back and stating it in a "matter of fact" tone.