could hardly imagine not knowing she was the hottest new overnight sensation in town by virtue of raves on the Industry grapevine for her knockout performance in the new remake of âStreetcar,â which wasnât even released yet.
The Vardemans didnât at once respond, looking at each other with curious glances, and Perryâs heart leaped, pulsing with the wild hope that by some miraculous lapse the Vees had not yet heard of Renna Greaves. That meant he would be one up on them about the hottest new sensation in their own backyard!
Jane, evidently sensing another reason for their lack of response, quickly said, âPerry means can you see her playing the part of Laurie, the young wife in âThe First Yearâs the Hardest.ââ
Pru finally spoke, in her heaviest, most nasal Radcliffe accent.
âYou mean hypo the tically, I presume, since she surely wouldnât actually do it?â
Perry smiled.
âI think you guys know me well enough to realize I donât go around tooting my own horn. But I gotta tell you, this script is something special. I mean, Iâm only a little more than halfway through, but Iâm really excited about it. So, who knows? Maybe even Renna Greaves will go for it.â
âOh Lordsies, I didnât mean any reflection on your script. Iâm sure itâs charming. I only meant I couldnât imagine now that sheâs hot sheâd want to do television .â
Vaughan burped and shrugged.
âFor big bucks, Renna Greaves would hump a horse,â he said.
Pru turned quickly to Vaughan and spoke in such a sharp, sudden manner it seemed as if she were spitting the words at him, through the slit of her thin smile.
âSince when do you know about Renna Greavesâs humping habits?â
âOh, for shit on a stick,â Vaughan groaned, tossing his napkin up in the air.
Perry had to stifle a laugh, not of enjoyment over the Veesâ little controversy, but really from affection at how little they had changed. Vaughan was still the raunchy little cock of the walk, enjoying his farts and belches just as he did back at Croninâs bar in Cambridge, and Pru was the stiff, horsey type, the eternal image of the Eastern socialite snob. They were an unlikely pair, physically as well as in personality, but somehow if you knew them they went together, an odd but credible combination. Perry wondered, though, if Vaughanâs beingâas he no doubt would put it himselfââass-deepâ in sexy young actresses in the line of duty as a producer was really causing trouble for them.
âBy the way, I think you both know Archer Mellis,â Perry said quickly, hoping to shift to neutral terrain.
âMellis?â asked Pru. âIsnât he the real estate lawyer who fronted for those Iraniansâthe ones who wanted to buy the Santa Monica Mall?â
âNo, no,â Vaughan corrected her, âyouâre thinking of Arnold Melman. Archer Mellis is the new boy at Paragon.â
âYou must be mistaken,â Pru shot back. âRick Stutz is the new boy at Paragon.â
âHeâs features ,â Vaughan explained. âMellis is Paragon Television.
âOh, tele -vision,â Pru said, as if chewing on a prune.
âAnyway, Archer Mellis is the guy Iâm working with over there,â Perry said. âHe told me he knew you guys, met you at parties, I guess.â
âIâm sure,â Pru said, looking blank. âWe must have.â
âYeah, yeah, Archer Mellis,â Vaughan said. âLong drink of water with aviator glasses.â
âLots of gold chains?â Pru asked.
âNo, no. Only chains heâd have would be for his dog tags,â Vaughan said. âDresses like Che before coming down from the Sierra Madre.â
âAh,â Pru nodded. âSort of a Rodeo Drive Sandinista look?â
âBulls-eye,â Vaughan nodded.
âIs that where you