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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 13, 2010 0:04:40 GMT -5
There was a momentary pause.
"You really weren't given any framework, were you?"
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Post by eugene on Jun 13, 2010 0:10:36 GMT -5
"It's Ed Wood," Eugene points out imploringly. "Framework is his version of the F-word." Please let me do work so that you will pay me.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 13, 2010 0:31:14 GMT -5
"True enough," he sighed.
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Post by eugene on Jun 13, 2010 0:39:44 GMT -5
Eugene offered up a big smile and a wave of the steno pad. "Framework now?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 13, 2010 2:14:31 GMT -5
"The primary goal is to avoid dragging in other subjects that could lead to either litigation or the disruption of private lives-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 13, 2010 2:21:07 GMT -5
In breathtaking reverse, private life interrupted him.
"Adri-an je viens d'acheter les vêtements masculins et ils sont supercools. Oh!"
An Adrien, having just bounded in, paused in the doorway with two shopping bags on his arm and a coffee in the other, dishevelled and dressed in boyclothes. He blinked mildly at the newcomer.
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 13, 2010 2:25:42 GMT -5
"Adrien, a moment if you will-"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 13, 2010 2:26:32 GMT -5
"'Oo eez you-eur feurend?"
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Post by eugene on Jun 13, 2010 2:34:39 GMT -5
Eugene blinked. He spoke French, but he'd rather pretend that he didn't at this moment. "Hi," he said. "I work for Mr. Veidt." He waved his steno pad like it was the flag of surrender. "Please tell me what to do?"
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 13, 2010 2:48:14 GMT -5
Adrien shrugged the bags off and scooted over. "Does eet say on ze papair?"
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Post by eugene on Jun 13, 2010 2:53:10 GMT -5
On the paper, it said, "The primary goal is to avoid dragging in other subjects that could lead to either litigation or the disruption of private lives." Predictably enough. Eugene gave up the ghost and said, in French, "I'm the biographical consultant for the film."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 13, 2010 2:56:09 GMT -5
That was good because Adrien couldn't really read English yet, just speak it. The word 'goal' was taking it far longer than it should have.
He brightened up considerably. "Oh! Am I going to be in it?"
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Post by Adrian Veidt on Jun 13, 2010 3:03:14 GMT -5
The boy was rapidly becoming the world's cutest PR nightmare.
"It hasn't been discussed yet, Adrien."
He glanced almost apologetically toward Eugene.
"This, as the whole world likely knows by this point, is Adrien."
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Post by Adrien Baillon on Jun 13, 2010 3:06:43 GMT -5
"I got followed by cam-air-a-men at ze mall," he said worriedly. When he took a hard and noisy suck on the straw of his iced mocha, his cheeks hollowed rather handsomely, although it was, like many of his attractive moments, wasted in context. "Bot zey were at a razzeur bad side."
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Post by eugene on Jun 13, 2010 3:27:20 GMT -5
"He's adorable," Eugene said comfortingly to Adrian, as if referring to a pet.
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