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I stare at Crispin with wide eyes. “Press junket?”
“Yeah. Where we tour to promote the movie. It should be in your contract.”
“I wouldn’t be expected to go on that, would I? I’m just a minor role.”
Crispin shrugs. “I don’t know. You’ll have to check your contract, but since they had you in those promotional shots with Sally and me, I’m guessing they want you to do some promo.”
“I’m going to be in school.”
He holds his hands up in the air. “I don’t want to give you the wrong information. You should check for yourself.”
“I will.”
“Now, you ready to lose?”
“I am.”
Handing me my darts, he says, “At least pretend you’re going to try.”
“Oh, I’ll try. I always try.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
“Hey!”Sally sets her lunch tray down across from me. “It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you.”
“I know. I miss my big sister.”
She laughs. “It definitely feels more like family when you’re on the set.”
“Aw, thanks.”
“I’ve seen you around, though, even on days you don’t have any shooting to do. What have you been up to?”
“My podcast. I’m trying to get all the episodes filmed before we wrap, so it’s sort of a mad crush. It takes a lot of research when I’m interviewing someone who does a job I’m not familiar with.”
Sally grins. “I think that’s why this new series has been so successful. You really put time into crafting the interview to bring out the best of the person and their function on the production. Your views are crazy high.”
I nod enthusiastically. “When I thought of doing this, it was mostly so I could provide new content for my viewers who have loyally stuck around through it all. I never expected to gain so many new followers and for my views to go into the stratosphere. It’s pretty exciting.”
“I’m thankful, because my following on my socials increased a lot after you published our interview. My following was super small to begin with, but now I feel almost legit.”
“Oh, that’s so cool, Sally. I’m really happy to hear that.”
Crispin drops into an empty seat between Sally and me. “Thanks for coming yesterday, Ari. That was really fun. Mom wants that cookie recipe.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Sally’s eyebrows arch. “It was fun. I love your sister and Angel. They’re such a great couple. I can’t believe he puts up with you, though.”
Crispin laughs. “He loves it.”
I nod. “Yeah, I think he does.”
“I’m really sorry about whipping your butt in lawn darts, though.” His false humility is pathetic for an actor of his caliber.
“I don’t mind losing, actually.” I pick up my fork and twirl some spaghetti around it as I speak. “I know I don’t have skills in anything that requires competition and physical effort. But you are such a bad winner. It was shocking, really.”
“A bad winner?” He looks between Sally and me. “What even is that?”
“Someone who gloats excessively. Someone who won’t let it go. Someone who shows up the next day ready to start all over again.”
