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“Please,” he responded, flashing a wolfish grin. “Call me Ted.” “Of course… Ted,” she cooed, leaning back in her chair. Her white sweater over black leggings was further evidence that wardrobe was locked in the twenty-tens, but with anatomy like hers Will imagined she could make a trash bag look fashion forward. Despite the thickness of the sweater it did little to hide her stupendous bust, and he found his mind wandering once more. Why had the producers been so cagey about introducing her to him, the star of this damn show? Was she someone’s wife? Mistress? He realized he had missed another cue. “You haven’t touched your coffee,” he ad-libbed, trying to refocus. The improvised line apparently threw her for a loop, and while she maintained her smile, it now seemed artificial. She raised her steaming cup haltingly, her eyes glassy and empty. “She’ll fry her circuits!” cried a voice from the crew. “Cut! Cut!” the director shouted, rushing to the table. “Kimiko – put the coffee down!” As she complied her face recovered its more natural expression, and Will turned to the director in disbelief. “A robot? Are you fucking kidding me?!” |
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