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at　if　it　was　a　little　more　corporate　than　she　expected？　After　all；　this　wasn’t　some　student　film　produced　by　a　purple…haired；　multipierced　grad　student。　This　was　Streetscape；　an　actual　production　pany。

Just　then；　a　skinny　guy　with　an　asymmetrical　haircut　emerged　from　a　labyrinthine　hallway。

“Hollis！”　He　hug…patted　her　boyfriend。

“Zach；　what’s　up；　man？”　Hollis　said　enthusiastically。　“This　is　my　girlfriend；　Vanessa。　She’s　an　amazing　filmmaker。　I　can’t　wait　to　see　what　happens　when　she　and　Stacy　get　together　in　one　room。　Vanessa；　this　is　Zach；　Stacy’s　assistant。”

“Hi　Vanessa。”　Zach　smiled。　Vanessa　grinned　back。　This　was　more　like　it。　Zach　looked　like　the　guys　in　her　film　class：　smart；　a　little　pretentious；　and　fiercely　devoted　to　making　movies。　Vanessa　understood　these　people。　They　were　her　people。　“So；　you　guys　ready　to　e　on　back？”　Zach　asked　rhetorically　as　he　walked　at　breakneck　speed　through　the　hallways　and　toward　an　empty　glass…walled　conference　room。　Vanessa　glanced　at　the　large　production　stills　framed　on　the　walls　and　recognized　one　from　Between　the　B　and　the　A。　It　was　a　scene　where　Blake；　the　main　character；　stands　forlornly　on　the　roof　of　his　East　Village　apartment　plex；　looking　out　at　the　buildings　surrounding　him　and　feeling　so　small　and　insecure　and　unsure　of　himself。　Vanessa　squeezed　Hollis’s　hand。　She　wanted　to　scream　to　everyone　that　that　was　her　boyfriend’s　brilliance；　immortalized　on　the　walls。

“Hollis；　darling；　where　have　you　been　all　my　life？”　A　six…foot…tall　woman　wearing　towering　five…inch　purple　Manolos　and　a　gauzy　blue　Diane　von　Furstenberg　wrap　dress　strode　in。　Her　body　was　skeletal；　but　her　chest　was　huge；　and　her　hair　fell　almost　down　to　her　butt。　She　looked　like　a　transvestite。

Stacy　Brower　was　the　crea