I sip my whiskey while my eyes slowly travel the room, making a mental note of everyone I have to talk to tonight. Let’s see, I always get good publicity with reporter, that director I want to eventually cast me, oh, my rival. Two glasses first, or I’ll avoid her. Wait? Is she coming here? No, go away, I don’t want to see you. No, no no don’t sit down. I need another glass fir- and you sat down Doll face, let me be honest here, I do not have enough alcohol in my system to tolerate you.
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