Two weeks later, 冬青, 冬青树 sits crossed legged in John Branca’s office 长椅, 沙发 on a rainy Thursday afternoon trying to interview a potential manager. After three possible candidates, the only thing she has established is that her eyes are now beginning to hurt after all the eye rolling she has been doing in-between the candidate’s 屁股 kissing. She knows what she is looking for and it is not these men who seem like “yes” people. 冬青, 冬青树 is looking for someone who makes an entrance, an impact and who will most importantly get the job done. John looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 who is staring off into 太空 giving two shits at what the little, sweating, balding man is saying across from her. He gives her a slight nudge to the foot with his foot to make her pay attention. As the little man finishes up 冬青, 冬青树 sweetly smiles not saying one word. John clears his throat. “Thank 你 for coming in, Jeremy. We are still interviewing and should let 你 know as soon as we can.” The man weakly smiles before patting his receding forehead with his handkerchief before standing up and heading for the door quickly. “Don’t call us, we’ll call you,” 冬青, 冬青树 mumbles as he closes the door. John gives her a look. “What is wrong with you, Holly? 你 call me up saying 你 need to find a new manager, so I find the best in the business, and so far 你 dislike every single one of them.” “Correction, John, this is not the best in the business, and if it is, I’ll do my own managing.” “Now hold on there, managing is no easy task. What was wrong with Jeremy? He had excellent credentials, managing some of the best in the business.” 冬青, 冬青树 shifts herself on the 长椅, 沙发 rolling her eyes. “And he was a bore! My God, if 你 说 boo, he’d probably cry. I’m looking for a shark, John.” John bends forwards in the chair sighing out and rubbing the back of his neck in agitation. “Why don’t 你 just come out with it, Holly, you’re just pissed off that none of the candidates so far have been women.” Holly’s mouth drops open at his words. “Now that is not true. I could give two shits if my manager is male, female, 或者 in-between. I’m looking for quality and I expect quality. Now, who’s next?” John grabs another folder on the coffee 表 and opens it up. “Lana DeVito, thank God for a woman.” 冬青, 冬青树 shoots him a glare. “Just send her in.”
John hits his intercom button on the telephone that is sitting on the coffee 表 too, “Send in Ms. DeVito.” Within moments a loud voice can be hard as the double mahogany doors 摇摆, 秋千 open to a tall slender woman with dark brown hair is standing in the doorway looking out into the reception area. “You call this a cup of coffee? 耶稣 Christ, I could teach a wild 松鼠 to play the harmonica better than this!” 冬青, 冬青树 smirks at her candor. She turns around to face them and smiles before walking towards them extending her hand. “Hello, Ms. Williams and Mr. Branca, a pleasure to meet you.” She sits down and sets down her coffee in front of her with disdain before crossing her legs professionally. 冬青, 冬青树 sits up a little straighter. John looks at her résumé before looking up at her, “Well tell us a little bit about your background.” Lana rolls her eyes playfully, “Ugh, is this really going to be one of those mundane interviews that starts off 由 me explaining my credentials? My credentials are already right in front of you, so 由 me telling 你 will waste your time and my time – something I loathe. Instead, why don’t I just tell 你 why I think I deserve this job?” John raises his eyebrows and looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 where 冬青, 冬青树 is grinning from ear to ear. She folds her arms and looks at Ms. DeVito with amusement. “Please do, Ms. DeVito.” “Well most importantly, I’m damn good at what I do, I have worked with many in the past and I have gone for the jugular multiple times to get them the best deals and pride myself on that fact. Also, something that 你 won’t find with other candidates is that I care about my clients, and there is nothing that 你 could throw at me that I would not be able to handle. So, do I have the job?” 冬青, 冬青树 holds up her hand, “Now, hold on speed racer. Tell me 更多 about 你 going for the jugular because managing is still considered a man’s world, unfortunately.” John looks at both of them before cutting in. “Not necessarily, each 年 the statistics have been altering that 更多 women – “ “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, John. 你 know it as well as I do,” 冬青, 冬青树 cuts in looking at him. “And don’t give me useless statistics when I know my competition,” Ms. DeVito adds looking at him before looking back Holly. “Basically, you’re asking me if I have bigger balls than my male competition?” “Basically, yes.” “Then the short answer would be yes because I’ve been in a room with 音乐 executives where I’ve made them cry at the end of a negotiation.” 冬青, 冬青树 smiles, “And that’s exactly what I’m looking for. When 你 work for me, Ms. DeVito, understand I only ask for four things: shrewdness, loyalty, professionalism, and a sense of humor. If 你 don’t possess any of them then we can’t be in business together.” “Well with that in mind, I have a few stipulations of my own.” 冬青, 冬青树 smirks, “Oh 你 do?” “Yes, I don’t work with just anyone, including spoiled princess routines who act like the world owes them something. Also, your reputation is my reputation so I expect full authority on what I think is best for 你 and your career, and if 你 don’t agree with that then we can’t be in business either.” 冬青, 冬青树 inhales and looks at the floor before looking back up at her. “I can agree to that as long as 你 understand that my word is the final decision on anything 你 propose. 你 may put gas and oil in the car of my career, but I will always be in the driver seat, is that understood?”
John looks back and forth between them as if it was a 网球 match waiting for the 下一个 one to make a comeback. Ms. DeVito leans further back in her 座位 and smiles to reveal a slight gap in-between her two front teeth, which rather becomes her. She fixes her wispy bangs in contemplation before replying. “You know for an eighteen-year-old 你 are pretty shrewd yourself, and I like it.” “And it’s best 你 don’t forget that. Now, would 你 like to work for me as my manager?” Ms. DeVito looks at John. “Where do I sign and when can I start?” “Now, if 你 want, 冬青, 冬青树 has been without a manager for a week now and her prior engagements from her old manager are running out,” John says as he slides the contracts over to her. She reads the documents carefully with a steady eye before signing and when she does looks up at 冬青, 冬青树 with another smile. “Look’s like I’ve got my work cut out for me,” she stands up and extends her hand up to 冬青, 冬青树 as 冬青, 冬青树 stands up to meet her hand. “Ms. Williams, let’s make some history together.” 冬青, 冬青树 smiles back, “Oh, believe me, we will.”
Across town, Michael sits in the sterile and cold examining room of his dermatologist. Sitting on the edge of the examining table, he swings his legs back and forth to pass time as he hums a tune he came up with on the ride over here and reads the posters on the walls about skin cancer and acne. The door opens up to a middle-aged man with a fuzzy mustache and a clipboard in front of him. He looks in and smiles warmly as he closes the door behind him. “How are 你 doing, Michael?” “Just fine, Dr. Rice.” Dr. 白饭, 大米 goes over to the counter and places down the clipboard as he puts on gloves. “I see 你 aren’t in for a routine check-up on your acne today.” He walks over to Michael. Michael sighs and turns over his left arm to reveal a tiny white mark on the inside. “No, I wanted to 显示 你 this. I’ve never seen this before.” Dr. 白饭, 大米 grabs Michael’s arm and examines it closely before looking up at him. “Have 你 seen any 更多 of these spots?” “No, but then again, I’d be 更多 comfortable if I inspected your back. Lift up your 衬衫 for me, please.” Michael follows his orders but loathes taking off his shirt, even in front of doctors. He has always been teased about not being toned and having as many protruding muscles, as a regular man should have from his family and since then it’s made him self-conscious. Dr. 白饭, 大米 examines his back thoroughly for about ten 分钟 until he takes off his gloves and throws them in the trashcan. “You can put your 衬衫 back on, Michael.” He begins to write something down on his clipboard. “Well, what is it?” Michael asks, curious as he puts his 衬衫 back on. “After examining your back and finding one tiny spot back there I’d conclude 你 have vitiligo.” “Vitiligo? What’s that?” “Nothing too serious, just the skin losing its pigment. In your case, I wouldn’t be too concerned. Do 你 recall any family members having this?” “Not that I remember, why?” “It usually is a hereditary disease, but sometimes it just occurs in some.” Michael’s eyes pop out. “Disease?” Dr. 白饭, 大米 looks at him with a small smile, “Nothing to be alarmed about. 你 may have a few 更多 patches pop up but that’s about it.” “It’s not contagious is it?” Michael says thinking about 冬青, 冬青树 and how maybe touching her could give her this. Dr. 白饭, 大米 chuckles, “No, no, nothing like that. 你 can’t spread it through the skin on skin contact. But 你 keep an eye on it and let me know if anything changes.” “So I don’t need to take anything?” “In your case, no. Like I said, don’t worry, it won’t get worse, I promise.” Michael shrugs, “Whatever 你 say, Dr. Rice.”
Later that evening, Michael looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 in the car with a smile as he holds her hand on their way to the Stars Come Out for the Sun event. “Do I look alright?” He asks as he looks down to adjust his blazer lapel. 冬青, 冬青树 looks over at him and smiles. “You look fine, as always. I also like that your hair is getting curlier,” she says as she touches it with her other free hand. Michael looks at her through hooded eyes and a smirk. “Thanks, babe.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks at him with a playfully raised eyebrow. “Babe? Since when did we start using nicknames?” Michael grabs her cheek with his other hand and whispers against her lips, “Since now.” He gives her a quick 吻乐队（Kiss） on the lips before sitting back in his 座位 as they approach the Hollywood Palladium. “If 你 don’t like it I can name say something else.” 冬青, 冬青树 rests her head against the 座位 and looks at him as the sky begins to darken outside the windows. “It doesn’t matter to me, Michael.” She gives him a 吻乐队（Kiss） on his hand as they arrive to the Palladium. Hell, Michael could call her “Hey you!” and she would be ecstatic. Just to have his time and attention makes her happy and grateful.
Inside the room is full of full of 名人 new and seasoned that makes 冬青, 冬青树 feel like a 粉丝 instead of a guest. The room smells of alcohol, money, and the faint smell of pot, (not uncommon for these events). Michael holds onto the small of Holly’s back as he looks around the room looking for a familiar face until he spots one. “Hey, there’s Jane.” 冬青, 冬青树 snaps her head at him. “Jane, as in Jane Fonda?” Michael looks at her quizzically. “Yeah, why?” “Because Michael it’s Jane Fonda! Have 你 not seen her movies? Especially the one with Robert Redford?” Michael chuckles at her, “I 爱情 to see 你 星, 星级 struck. Hey, Jane, come over here a sec!” He shouts over to her with a smile and a wave, 冬青, 冬青树 pinches him on the arm. “Don’t bother her!” She harshly whispers in his ear. Jane looks over at them with a smile and walks away from the group she was talking to and comes up to them slowly saying hello to others along the way with such ease and grace that it makes her envious. “Oh my God that’s Jane Fonda!” 冬青, 冬青树 whispers as she gets closer to them. “Jane, I’d like 你 to meet someone very special, 冬青, 冬青树 this is Jane Fonda, Jane, this is 冬青, 冬青树 Williams.” Jane smiles and extends her hand to Holly, “Of course, I know who she is. I am a huge 粉丝 of your music.” 冬青, 冬青树 sucks in a breath, “I-I am such a 粉丝 of your work and you’re the epitome of a fabulous woman, truly.” 冬青, 冬青树 says with a reddening face at her fawning of Jane. Jane laughs and grabs her for a hug, “You are beyond adorable! Michael, she is everything 你 说 and more,” Jane says with a wink at him. Michael looks at 冬青, 冬青树 with awe, “I know she is.” He watches as 冬青, 冬青树 continues to talk to Jane with an innocent and open eye that it takes him back at how she is still fairly new to this business. He smirks as he watches Jane take 冬青, 冬青树 由 the arm and escort her to get a water, which 冬青, 冬青树 turns around to mouth an “Oh my God!” at him.
An 小时 later 冬青, 冬青树 is seated at a 表 as she watches Michael mingle with a few of the village people waiting for the evening to be over. Her feet are killing her in her new pumped shoes as she looks down at her feet and sees blisters starting to form on the back of her heels. “Is this 座位 taken?” A deep voice says besides her. She looks up to see Jon Voight standing there with a drink in his hand. “All yours,” she says as he pulls up a chair beside her. He takes a sip before looking at her, “I’m a big 粉丝 of your work,” he says calmly before taking another sip. She looks at him and smiles, “Same here, you’re a brilliant actor.” “Ah, I’m not sure about that, but one thing I do know is that if my daughter was here she would be begging 你 for your autograph.” “What’s your daughter’s name?” “Angelina, here I’ll 显示 你 a picture of her like the proud dad that I am,” he says playfully. 冬青, 冬青树 chuckles as he pulls out a 照片 from his wallet and shows a beautiful little girl with dark hair. “She’s gorgeous,” 冬青, 冬青树 murmurs looking back at him. He looks fondly at the picture before putting it back in his pocket. “I was supposed to see her this week, but I had to come here and do this event instead, the price of fame I suppose.” 冬青, 冬青树 shrugs, “Yeah, I guess.” “That’s the funny thing about these kinds of things,” Jon says looking around the room, “People have this perceived notion that we famous people are some mystical creatures who lead this glamorous lifestyle, but when in actuality, we are just as fucked up as they are.” Jon takes another gulp of his drink before looking at the empty glass. “I need a refill, can I get 你 anything?” “No thanks, I’m good.”
As he stands up to leave, 冬青, 冬青树 can’t help but think of his words and how everyone here is just normal people. If only her 粉丝 knew what Michael and she went through on a daily basis they wouldn’t think their life is so glamorous. To everyone right now, she is here with her famous boyfriend at a fabulous party with other celebrities, when in actuality she is sitting tired at a table, watching him with feet that are killing her. Perception is truly a fickle thing. It amuses and tires her at the thought. Maybe that is what the public is in 爱情 with…the allusion, she thinks to herself as she watches Michael talk to Jane who has now walked up to the group and started chatting with them. Sometimes she still feels like she is on the outside looking in at these types of events. She is known, but not too known, yet. It makes her feel awkward and vulnerable, two kinds of feelings she hates to feel. As she continues to look at Michael she admires how even though he gets nervous and uncomfortable at these events he somehow fits. Compared to her, Michael was a veteran in this business, and she needed to quickly learn from him how to do these types of events and soon if she wanted to just as talented as him one day.
“This makes the days all worth it,” Michael murmurs as 冬青, 冬青树 crawls into 床, 床上 and into his arms yawning. “Yep, this is nice,” Holly, mutters with her eyes slowly starting to close from the long day. Michael holds her in his arms looking up at the ceiling with his mind still running a mile a minute. Most nights he can sleep with her beside him, but some nights he still can’t sleep, but just lying with her in his arms makes things better. He looks down at her and touches her long hair in his hands. “Did 你 get a manager today,” he whispers. She stirs and looks up at him with a weak smile. “Yeah, her name is Lana.” “You like her?” She nods. “She’s a shark, so of course I admire her.” Michael chuckles, “When will I get to meet her?” “Well, she’s persistent, so pretty soon.” 冬青, 冬青树 nuzzles her head against his chest and looks at his arm to see the white splotch on his left arm. Suddenly, she is wide-awake. She looks up at him with a concerned look. “What’s wrong with your arm?” “Nothing, just a little vitiligo.” “I’ve never heard of that before, but is it serious?” “No, I went to the doctor today, and he 说 it would be fine.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks at it again, tracing the small white spot with her finger before looking up at him again. “When were 你 going to tell me?” Michael looks around the room before looking back at her trying to find the right words. “I didn’t want to worry you.” “Remember what 你 said, this only works if we are completely honest with each other.” “I know, I know…. and in the spirit of total honesty, I need to tell 你 something I’ve been thinking about.” 冬青, 冬青树 perks herself up 由 sitting on Michael’s lap and giving him her undivided attention. “What would 你 like to talk about?” Michael looks at her in this position sitting on 最佳, 返回页首 of him and smirks, rubbing her upper thigh. “Keep sitting like this and I’ll forget everything I have to say.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks down bashfully. “Michael…” Michael chuckles before continuing, “I’ve been thinking about getting my nose done.” 冬青, 冬青树 cocks her head to the side looking at him quizzically. “But why, 你 are perfect just the way 你 are.” Michael rolls his eyes. “I feel disgusted with my nose anymore. Once the tour is done, I want to get it done, what do 你 think?” “I don’t know Michael, I never knew this was such a sensitive area for you, but if it means that much to 你 and if it will make 你 happier then I guess go for it.” “Will 你 be angry with me if I get it done?” “Michael, what kind of girlfriend would I be if told 你 not to do something that would ultimately make 你 happy? I…” She trails off with her thought, searching for the right way to phrase it. “Yes?” “I just don’t want 你 to get carried away with plastic surgery, ya know? The wormhole as I hear some call it.” Michael shakes his head, “That won’t happen to me, I’m not that impressionable, 你 know this.” “I do, I just worry.” “Well don’t, I can handle this.” He pushes her back down to him and gives her a 吻乐队（Kiss） that seems to ease her anxiety, melting the stress of the 日 away, their lips moving rhythmically other the others softly until both pull back to rest their foreheads against the other. Michael takes his knuckles and brushes it gently against her cheek. “I promise, I can handle this.”
John hits his intercom button on the telephone that is sitting on the coffee 表 too, “Send in Ms. DeVito.” Within moments a loud voice can be hard as the double mahogany doors 摇摆, 秋千 open to a tall slender woman with dark brown hair is standing in the doorway looking out into the reception area. “You call this a cup of coffee? 耶稣 Christ, I could teach a wild 松鼠 to play the harmonica better than this!” 冬青, 冬青树 smirks at her candor. She turns around to face them and smiles before walking towards them extending her hand. “Hello, Ms. Williams and Mr. Branca, a pleasure to meet you.” She sits down and sets down her coffee in front of her with disdain before crossing her legs professionally. 冬青, 冬青树 sits up a little straighter. John looks at her résumé before looking up at her, “Well tell us a little bit about your background.” Lana rolls her eyes playfully, “Ugh, is this really going to be one of those mundane interviews that starts off 由 me explaining my credentials? My credentials are already right in front of you, so 由 me telling 你 will waste your time and my time – something I loathe. Instead, why don’t I just tell 你 why I think I deserve this job?” John raises his eyebrows and looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 where 冬青, 冬青树 is grinning from ear to ear. She folds her arms and looks at Ms. DeVito with amusement. “Please do, Ms. DeVito.” “Well most importantly, I’m damn good at what I do, I have worked with many in the past and I have gone for the jugular multiple times to get them the best deals and pride myself on that fact. Also, something that 你 won’t find with other candidates is that I care about my clients, and there is nothing that 你 could throw at me that I would not be able to handle. So, do I have the job?” 冬青, 冬青树 holds up her hand, “Now, hold on speed racer. Tell me 更多 about 你 going for the jugular because managing is still considered a man’s world, unfortunately.” John looks at both of them before cutting in. “Not necessarily, each 年 the statistics have been altering that 更多 women – “ “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, John. 你 know it as well as I do,” 冬青, 冬青树 cuts in looking at him. “And don’t give me useless statistics when I know my competition,” Ms. DeVito adds looking at him before looking back Holly. “Basically, you’re asking me if I have bigger balls than my male competition?” “Basically, yes.” “Then the short answer would be yes because I’ve been in a room with 音乐 executives where I’ve made them cry at the end of a negotiation.” 冬青, 冬青树 smiles, “And that’s exactly what I’m looking for. When 你 work for me, Ms. DeVito, understand I only ask for four things: shrewdness, loyalty, professionalism, and a sense of humor. If 你 don’t possess any of them then we can’t be in business together.” “Well with that in mind, I have a few stipulations of my own.” 冬青, 冬青树 smirks, “Oh 你 do?” “Yes, I don’t work with just anyone, including spoiled princess routines who act like the world owes them something. Also, your reputation is my reputation so I expect full authority on what I think is best for 你 and your career, and if 你 don’t agree with that then we can’t be in business either.” 冬青, 冬青树 inhales and looks at the floor before looking back up at her. “I can agree to that as long as 你 understand that my word is the final decision on anything 你 propose. 你 may put gas and oil in the car of my career, but I will always be in the driver seat, is that understood?”
John looks back and forth between them as if it was a 网球 match waiting for the 下一个 one to make a comeback. Ms. DeVito leans further back in her 座位 and smiles to reveal a slight gap in-between her two front teeth, which rather becomes her. She fixes her wispy bangs in contemplation before replying. “You know for an eighteen-year-old 你 are pretty shrewd yourself, and I like it.” “And it’s best 你 don’t forget that. Now, would 你 like to work for me as my manager?” Ms. DeVito looks at John. “Where do I sign and when can I start?” “Now, if 你 want, 冬青, 冬青树 has been without a manager for a week now and her prior engagements from her old manager are running out,” John says as he slides the contracts over to her. She reads the documents carefully with a steady eye before signing and when she does looks up at 冬青, 冬青树 with another smile. “Look’s like I’ve got my work cut out for me,” she stands up and extends her hand up to 冬青, 冬青树 as 冬青, 冬青树 stands up to meet her hand. “Ms. Williams, let’s make some history together.” 冬青, 冬青树 smiles back, “Oh, believe me, we will.”
Across town, Michael sits in the sterile and cold examining room of his dermatologist. Sitting on the edge of the examining table, he swings his legs back and forth to pass time as he hums a tune he came up with on the ride over here and reads the posters on the walls about skin cancer and acne. The door opens up to a middle-aged man with a fuzzy mustache and a clipboard in front of him. He looks in and smiles warmly as he closes the door behind him. “How are 你 doing, Michael?” “Just fine, Dr. Rice.” Dr. 白饭, 大米 goes over to the counter and places down the clipboard as he puts on gloves. “I see 你 aren’t in for a routine check-up on your acne today.” He walks over to Michael. Michael sighs and turns over his left arm to reveal a tiny white mark on the inside. “No, I wanted to 显示 你 this. I’ve never seen this before.” Dr. 白饭, 大米 grabs Michael’s arm and examines it closely before looking up at him. “Have 你 seen any 更多 of these spots?” “No, but then again, I’d be 更多 comfortable if I inspected your back. Lift up your 衬衫 for me, please.” Michael follows his orders but loathes taking off his shirt, even in front of doctors. He has always been teased about not being toned and having as many protruding muscles, as a regular man should have from his family and since then it’s made him self-conscious. Dr. 白饭, 大米 examines his back thoroughly for about ten 分钟 until he takes off his gloves and throws them in the trashcan. “You can put your 衬衫 back on, Michael.” He begins to write something down on his clipboard. “Well, what is it?” Michael asks, curious as he puts his 衬衫 back on. “After examining your back and finding one tiny spot back there I’d conclude 你 have vitiligo.” “Vitiligo? What’s that?” “Nothing too serious, just the skin losing its pigment. In your case, I wouldn’t be too concerned. Do 你 recall any family members having this?” “Not that I remember, why?” “It usually is a hereditary disease, but sometimes it just occurs in some.” Michael’s eyes pop out. “Disease?” Dr. 白饭, 大米 looks at him with a small smile, “Nothing to be alarmed about. 你 may have a few 更多 patches pop up but that’s about it.” “It’s not contagious is it?” Michael says thinking about 冬青, 冬青树 and how maybe touching her could give her this. Dr. 白饭, 大米 chuckles, “No, no, nothing like that. 你 can’t spread it through the skin on skin contact. But 你 keep an eye on it and let me know if anything changes.” “So I don’t need to take anything?” “In your case, no. Like I said, don’t worry, it won’t get worse, I promise.” Michael shrugs, “Whatever 你 say, Dr. Rice.”
Later that evening, Michael looks over at 冬青, 冬青树 in the car with a smile as he holds her hand on their way to the Stars Come Out for the Sun event. “Do I look alright?” He asks as he looks down to adjust his blazer lapel. 冬青, 冬青树 looks over at him and smiles. “You look fine, as always. I also like that your hair is getting curlier,” she says as she touches it with her other free hand. Michael looks at her through hooded eyes and a smirk. “Thanks, babe.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks at him with a playfully raised eyebrow. “Babe? Since when did we start using nicknames?” Michael grabs her cheek with his other hand and whispers against her lips, “Since now.” He gives her a quick 吻乐队（Kiss） on the lips before sitting back in his 座位 as they approach the Hollywood Palladium. “If 你 don’t like it I can name say something else.” 冬青, 冬青树 rests her head against the 座位 and looks at him as the sky begins to darken outside the windows. “It doesn’t matter to me, Michael.” She gives him a 吻乐队（Kiss） on his hand as they arrive to the Palladium. Hell, Michael could call her “Hey you!” and she would be ecstatic. Just to have his time and attention makes her happy and grateful.
Inside the room is full of full of 名人 new and seasoned that makes 冬青, 冬青树 feel like a 粉丝 instead of a guest. The room smells of alcohol, money, and the faint smell of pot, (not uncommon for these events). Michael holds onto the small of Holly’s back as he looks around the room looking for a familiar face until he spots one. “Hey, there’s Jane.” 冬青, 冬青树 snaps her head at him. “Jane, as in Jane Fonda?” Michael looks at her quizzically. “Yeah, why?” “Because Michael it’s Jane Fonda! Have 你 not seen her movies? Especially the one with Robert Redford?” Michael chuckles at her, “I 爱情 to see 你 星, 星级 struck. Hey, Jane, come over here a sec!” He shouts over to her with a smile and a wave, 冬青, 冬青树 pinches him on the arm. “Don’t bother her!” She harshly whispers in his ear. Jane looks over at them with a smile and walks away from the group she was talking to and comes up to them slowly saying hello to others along the way with such ease and grace that it makes her envious. “Oh my God that’s Jane Fonda!” 冬青, 冬青树 whispers as she gets closer to them. “Jane, I’d like 你 to meet someone very special, 冬青, 冬青树 this is Jane Fonda, Jane, this is 冬青, 冬青树 Williams.” Jane smiles and extends her hand to Holly, “Of course, I know who she is. I am a huge 粉丝 of your music.” 冬青, 冬青树 sucks in a breath, “I-I am such a 粉丝 of your work and you’re the epitome of a fabulous woman, truly.” 冬青, 冬青树 says with a reddening face at her fawning of Jane. Jane laughs and grabs her for a hug, “You are beyond adorable! Michael, she is everything 你 说 and more,” Jane says with a wink at him. Michael looks at 冬青, 冬青树 with awe, “I know she is.” He watches as 冬青, 冬青树 continues to talk to Jane with an innocent and open eye that it takes him back at how she is still fairly new to this business. He smirks as he watches Jane take 冬青, 冬青树 由 the arm and escort her to get a water, which 冬青, 冬青树 turns around to mouth an “Oh my God!” at him.
An 小时 later 冬青, 冬青树 is seated at a 表 as she watches Michael mingle with a few of the village people waiting for the evening to be over. Her feet are killing her in her new pumped shoes as she looks down at her feet and sees blisters starting to form on the back of her heels. “Is this 座位 taken?” A deep voice says besides her. She looks up to see Jon Voight standing there with a drink in his hand. “All yours,” she says as he pulls up a chair beside her. He takes a sip before looking at her, “I’m a big 粉丝 of your work,” he says calmly before taking another sip. She looks at him and smiles, “Same here, you’re a brilliant actor.” “Ah, I’m not sure about that, but one thing I do know is that if my daughter was here she would be begging 你 for your autograph.” “What’s your daughter’s name?” “Angelina, here I’ll 显示 你 a picture of her like the proud dad that I am,” he says playfully. 冬青, 冬青树 chuckles as he pulls out a 照片 from his wallet and shows a beautiful little girl with dark hair. “She’s gorgeous,” 冬青, 冬青树 murmurs looking back at him. He looks fondly at the picture before putting it back in his pocket. “I was supposed to see her this week, but I had to come here and do this event instead, the price of fame I suppose.” 冬青, 冬青树 shrugs, “Yeah, I guess.” “That’s the funny thing about these kinds of things,” Jon says looking around the room, “People have this perceived notion that we famous people are some mystical creatures who lead this glamorous lifestyle, but when in actuality, we are just as fucked up as they are.” Jon takes another gulp of his drink before looking at the empty glass. “I need a refill, can I get 你 anything?” “No thanks, I’m good.”
As he stands up to leave, 冬青, 冬青树 can’t help but think of his words and how everyone here is just normal people. If only her 粉丝 knew what Michael and she went through on a daily basis they wouldn’t think their life is so glamorous. To everyone right now, she is here with her famous boyfriend at a fabulous party with other celebrities, when in actuality she is sitting tired at a table, watching him with feet that are killing her. Perception is truly a fickle thing. It amuses and tires her at the thought. Maybe that is what the public is in 爱情 with…the allusion, she thinks to herself as she watches Michael talk to Jane who has now walked up to the group and started chatting with them. Sometimes she still feels like she is on the outside looking in at these types of events. She is known, but not too known, yet. It makes her feel awkward and vulnerable, two kinds of feelings she hates to feel. As she continues to look at Michael she admires how even though he gets nervous and uncomfortable at these events he somehow fits. Compared to her, Michael was a veteran in this business, and she needed to quickly learn from him how to do these types of events and soon if she wanted to just as talented as him one day.
“This makes the days all worth it,” Michael murmurs as 冬青, 冬青树 crawls into 床, 床上 and into his arms yawning. “Yep, this is nice,” Holly, mutters with her eyes slowly starting to close from the long day. Michael holds her in his arms looking up at the ceiling with his mind still running a mile a minute. Most nights he can sleep with her beside him, but some nights he still can’t sleep, but just lying with her in his arms makes things better. He looks down at her and touches her long hair in his hands. “Did 你 get a manager today,” he whispers. She stirs and looks up at him with a weak smile. “Yeah, her name is Lana.” “You like her?” She nods. “She’s a shark, so of course I admire her.” Michael chuckles, “When will I get to meet her?” “Well, she’s persistent, so pretty soon.” 冬青, 冬青树 nuzzles her head against his chest and looks at his arm to see the white splotch on his left arm. Suddenly, she is wide-awake. She looks up at him with a concerned look. “What’s wrong with your arm?” “Nothing, just a little vitiligo.” “I’ve never heard of that before, but is it serious?” “No, I went to the doctor today, and he 说 it would be fine.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks at it again, tracing the small white spot with her finger before looking up at him again. “When were 你 going to tell me?” Michael looks around the room before looking back at her trying to find the right words. “I didn’t want to worry you.” “Remember what 你 said, this only works if we are completely honest with each other.” “I know, I know…. and in the spirit of total honesty, I need to tell 你 something I’ve been thinking about.” 冬青, 冬青树 perks herself up 由 sitting on Michael’s lap and giving him her undivided attention. “What would 你 like to talk about?” Michael looks at her in this position sitting on 最佳, 返回页首 of him and smirks, rubbing her upper thigh. “Keep sitting like this and I’ll forget everything I have to say.” 冬青, 冬青树 looks down bashfully. “Michael…” Michael chuckles before continuing, “I’ve been thinking about getting my nose done.” 冬青, 冬青树 cocks her head to the side looking at him quizzically. “But why, 你 are perfect just the way 你 are.” Michael rolls his eyes. “I feel disgusted with my nose anymore. Once the tour is done, I want to get it done, what do 你 think?” “I don’t know Michael, I never knew this was such a sensitive area for you, but if it means that much to 你 and if it will make 你 happier then I guess go for it.” “Will 你 be angry with me if I get it done?” “Michael, what kind of girlfriend would I be if told 你 not to do something that would ultimately make 你 happy? I…” She trails off with her thought, searching for the right way to phrase it. “Yes?” “I just don’t want 你 to get carried away with plastic surgery, ya know? The wormhole as I hear some call it.” Michael shakes his head, “That won’t happen to me, I’m not that impressionable, 你 know this.” “I do, I just worry.” “Well don’t, I can handle this.” He pushes her back down to him and gives her a 吻乐队（Kiss） that seems to ease her anxiety, melting the stress of the 日 away, their lips moving rhythmically other the others softly until both pull back to rest their foreheads against the other. Michael takes his knuckles and brushes it gently against her cheek. “I promise, I can handle this.”
