A week later, the school scenes were completely wrapped up, and the crew began shooting elsewhere.
"Wow... WOW!" Susan Sarandon ca up to Eric, outstretched her hands and squeezed his face as she exclaid, "You look exactly like my husband!"
"Ha, ha."
"That's so strange."
"Yeah, really strange," Eric agreed.
"What exactly is going on?" Susan asked.
At this ti, looking at the monitor, Penny Marshall shouted, "Cut! Eric, you laughed again, this is the fifth ti already, the fifth ti! Can't you restrain yourself?!"
People often labeled directors as being bad tempered, but it was to be expected. Every ti actors screwed up, they wasted ti and money, no matter how good-tempered one was, one would definitely be angry.
In this case, Eric could only apologize again and again, "I'm sorry Penny, I promise it won't happen again."
Penny Marshall rolled her eyes superciliously; it wasn't the first ti Eric had guaranteed that.
"Everyone in place, get ready to try again."
Susan Sarandon who was next to Eric said, "Eric, the next ti I squeeze your face, try to not focus on ."
"Yes, Ms. Sarandon, I'll try."
This passage wasn't even that funny, but Eric didn't know why he would just start laughing every ti.
When they started shooting again, he tried Susan Sarandon's suggestion, and although he ca close to bursting out loud many tis, he restrained himself and they finally wrapped it at the sixth shot.
During the break, Eric walked towards the elegant woman and said, "Ms. Sarandon, thank you for before."
"It was nothing, Eric. Just Susan is fine. You're really talented you know, I've never seen a newbie act as well as you."
"Oh, thank you very much. Uhm, Susan, can I ask you a question?"
"Yes?"
Eric said, "The thing is, Susan, your body is in an amazing shape, how do you maintain it?"
"Oh wow, Eric, are you hitting on ?" Susan Sarandon raised her eyebrows and smiled as she asked.
Eric noted her aningful expression and was reminded that sotis, in Hollywood, older female celebrities looked for younger boyfriends. It wasn't rare for even sixty-year-old won to try to get their hands on 20 year-old youths.
"No, Susan, actually my girlfriend has been trying to lose weight recently, so I was thinking of getting so advice from you."
"Oh, I see. Losing weight is indeed not an easy thing. I happen to know a good fitness consultant in Beverly Hills; she opened a won's fitness club, and used to be an excellent nutritionist. You can bring your girlfriend there to get so advice.
She will give your girlfriend a reasonable weight-loss program that she could follow."
"Well, could you give her address?"
"Sure, no problem."
Susan Sarandon asked her assistant to bring a pen and a piece of paper. She then quickly wrote a mo and handed it to Eric, who received it, thanked her, and turned around to leave.
Just as he went back to the resting area and was about to sit down, Drew hastily pulled his chair away mischievously as she asked, "Hey, Eric, what did Susan just write you? Is it her address for a hot date?"
Eric noticed that Drew had beco cheekier and cheekier recently, so he replied similarly, "You're correct, it looks like you're really perceptive for a thirteen-year-old girl."
"Ha!" Drew chuckled loudly, she was initially joking around, but Eric's sarcastic comnt got on her nerves, so she said, "I heard you grew up without a mother, did you develop an Oedipus complex?"
Obviously, Eric had so understanding of Drew's family situation.
"Hey, Drew, let's not ntion that topic."
Drew thought that he had gotten angry because she ntioned his mother, so she stuck her tongue out.
"Eric, I'll call it a day, but you have to invite to dinner, ok?"
Eric shook his head, "I'll have to ask Annie first."
"That supersized girl again! Are you planning on adopting that T-Rex or what?!"
"Tyrannosaurus Rex? Drew, don't you think speaking about her like that in front of is inappropriate? If you were a man, I would've beaten you up."
"Don't think I don't know that the only reason she got her role was because Jas was giving you face since you had taken a liking to her. But with that fatty's pride, she won't beco your official girlfriend until the end of the filming. Ha! What a hypocritical woman."
"Drew," Eric's expression beca solemn, "If you say anything like that again, I will never speak to you again."
"Alright, alright," Drew raised her hands in surrender, "After we eat, we could go to a place and talk about that book you wrote, Jurassic Park. It's really great, it turned into Mr. Eric Williams' fan."
Eric said, "Stop it, Drew, will your mother even agree to that?"
"That woman?" Drew snorted with disgust, "As long as she gets her cheque, she couldn't care less about ."
It seed like Drew's hatred towards her mother had penetrated deep into her bones. It was no wonder she had cut all ties with her family once she had turned sixteen during the original tiline.
Today, Eric had shot many scenes, and even with his young and vigorous body, he was exhausted.
After they called it a day, he tiredly walked towards the parking lot, but soon found out that Drew was on his heels.
"Hey, Eric, you promised you'd buy dinner! You're not going to slip away."
Eric looked back at her and said, "Drew, don't be unreasonable, when did I promise you? Go back quickly."
"No!" Drew hurriedly grabbed Eric's arm as her arrogant expression turned into a pitiful one, "I have already sent away my assistant, are you gonna let a little girl like go ho alone, what if so bad people corner and I get raped or killed?"
Eric had beco immune to Drew's lightning fast expression change. Unmoved, he said, "No, you go ho alone. And hurry, it's been a tough day, I want to go back to rest."
Drew realized that her plan had failed so she raised her hands and ssed up her hair, ripped off her small vest and gently scratched her skin as red marks started to appear.
She then looked at Eric with her eyes blinking with tears as she yelled, "If you don't agree, I'll sit on the floor and shout for help! Let's see how the L.A.P.D deals with you then!"
Eric touched his forehead as his temples were threatening to burst.
God, why did you make et this little troublemaker?
Bang
Eric gloomily shut his car door and started his car as he asked Drew who had already called shotgun, "Alright, you win Drew, so where to?"
"Mastro's, I want to eat steak."
"Alright, where's that?"
Drew first gave Eric a look of contempt before excitedly saying, "Then, I'll drive?"
"Not a chance, I don't want any trouble, hurry and spit the address out or I'll just randomly pick one."
Drew pursed her lips as she unwillingly told him the address, and Eric began to drive.
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