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“And Bram didn’t stop it?”
“I don’t think he knew about the worst of it. But they were his friends, and he was the one who insisted they be allowed on the set. When I tried to talk to him about it, he told me to lighten up.” She draped her wrist over her thigh. “Then one afternoon, two of them cornered me.”
Georgie sat up straight in her chair. “Now I remember. We’d finished shooting for the day, but I’d left a book or something on the set. I went back to get it and saw them pinning you against the wall. I’d forgotten that was you.”
“It was me. You started yelling at them, and you even threw a couple of punches. You might only have been a teenager, but you had a lot more power than a lowly P.A., and they backed off. Afterward you went to the producers. They were banned from the set, and Bram couldn’t do a thing about it.” She tilted her head almost imperceptibly. “I’ve never forgotten the way you went to bat for me.”
“I’m sure anyone would have done the same thing.”
“Who knows? The point is, I don’t forget my friends.”
Georgie thought about Bram. “I’m guessing you don’t forget your enemies either.”
Rory cocked an eyebrow. “Not unless my memory loss will make the studio a lot of money.”
Georgie smiled, then sobered. “If you and Bram didn’t have that old history, would it change the way you feel about Tree House?”
“A studio invests in more than a screenplay. It’s the whole package.”
“And in this case, Bram’s the centerpiece.”
“He doesn’t have any experience with a project like this.”
Bram had been around the business since he was a teenager. It was his character, not his lack of experience, that put Rory off, and she didn’t pull her punches. “He earned his bad reputation, Georgie. He’s let a lot of people down.”
“I know. But…people do change. I’ve never seen him so passionate about anything.”
Rory offered a distant Hollywood smile that meant she’d already made up her mind. With Paul as a father, Georgie had never needed to be pushy, but no one else could fight this particular battle. She desperately wanted a shot at playing Helene, and Bram’s success was her ticket. “I think passion counts for a lot when it comes to making a great film. All the experience in the world doesn’t mean anything if the filmmaker isn’t in love with the project.”
Bram’s genuine passion for Tree House forced her to confront how long it had been since she’d felt that kind of passion for herself. Playing Helene would give it back.
Rory leaned forward and gazed at Georgie with a steady intensity. “If you really want to help Bram, convince him to step aside and let me have the project.”
“Meaning he wouldn’t be the producer…or the leading man.”
“Bram’s a good actor, but this film needs a great actor. He’s too limited.”
Limited. Just as Georgie was supposed to be.
“Enough shop talk.” Rory had made her point, and she deliberately changed the subject. “I hear Jake and Fleur’s daughter is back in L.A.”
Georgie couldn’t push any more, and she let the subject drift to girlfriends.
“Good female friendships require a time investment I’ve never had,” Rory said in her cool way. “But everything has its price, and I love my work, so I’m not complaining.”
Maybe she wasn’t, but Georgie thought she heard regret in her voice. She couldn’t imagine life without the support of her friends, and just before she left, she heard herself invite Rory to tomorrow night’s dinner party.
To her surprise, Rory accepted.
Bram was waiting for her on the other side of the gate. “How did it go?”
“Fine.” Tomorrow would be soon enough to break the news that she’d invited Rory. If she told him now, he’d fly in a French chef and book an orchestra. With her money.
“How fine?”
“I said I wouldn’t sabotage you, and I didn’t.”
“You mean you meant it?”
