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That was good, of course, though it would’ve been fun if I had a thing with a rock star or Hugh Grant or something. It wasn’t like I wanted to be on TMZ, but I wouldn’t mind being inPeoplemagazine.
“So Harriet, I do need to ask you a couple of questions before we proceed.”
“Of course. Let’s go.”
“Do you know how to make a beef Wellington?”
“Beef Wellington?” I smiled at her and nodded. “One of my absolute favorites to make,” I said with a smile.
“Okay.” She smiled. “That’s great. And do you know how to make duck l’orange?”
“Oh yeah. I make duck orange, duck apple, duck banana, whatever you want,” I said, smiling at her. She didn’t smile back.
“You like to experiment in the kitchen, do you?”
“Well, I don’t like to brag but when you’re a professional like myself, you strive, and when I say strive, I mean strive, for perfection and to make things better. And I think there’s nothing better than putting your own spin on a dish. Don’t you agree, Gladys?”
“That’s Mrs. Viridian to you.”
“Oh, sorry, Mrs. Viridian.”
“Harriet, I do have to say that you are a bit younger than I had imagined you were going to be, and I don’t know that this is quite the role for you seeing as my boss is a younger man, and I don’t think that you would be suitable for—”
“Oh my giddy heart,” I said. “Is it Timothée Chalamet? Oh my God. Do not tell me that it’s Timothée Chalamet. I promise I’m not going to make a move. Okay? And I won’t tell anyone.”
“Timothée who?” she said, blinking. “Sorry, I don’t follow.”
“It’s okay, you don’t have to pretend with you. You guys have been so secretive that I know it has to be some sort of actor. I’m not going to tell anyone, I promise. Will you just—”
“I think you need to leave now, madam. I don’t think this is the right position for you.”
“Why?” I asked. “Is it because your sister’s going to come down from the sky or the Cape or wherever?”
She stared at me. “It’s time to leave.”
“But…” I heard footsteps coming. Fear filled me and anxiety started to make my stomach quiver. Was the butler, Benedict, now coming to witness me melt down? This was my second meltdown in two days. I didn’t know what was going on, but the stress was getting to me.
“Is there a problem?” A familiar sound and voice carried into the room, and my jaw dropped as I saw the man from the coffee shop standing at the doorway. He raised a single eyebrow as he stared at me. “You,” he said. “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask the same thing, jerk. I’m here for a job because you got me fired, and if I don’t find one real soon, I’m going to be homeless on the streets, and I hope you can’t sleep at night thinking about that.” I brushed past him, and I heard Gladys gasping. I gave her a look, and then I gave him a look. His eyes almost seemed to be laughing at me. Jerk. I was about to open the front door when he grabbed me by the arm.
“Hold on a minute,” he said. “We haven’t had the interview yet.”
ChapterSeven
Checking Account Balance: $150
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“What are you doing here?” I asked the irritatingly handsome man and gave him my most disdainful look. “Let go of my arm, please.”
“Certainly, I’ll let go of your arm. But I thought I could help you.”
“You help me? No frigging way. Don’t tell me that you’re the one that works for the A-list star.”
“Sorry, what?” His gorgeous face contorted in confusion.
