Page 39 of Hot Damn
“If I get walked this afternoon, definitely.”
“Even if you don’t, you can still come. I’ll get Oakley to get you a press pass so you can go anywhere but what I’d like is for you to shadow me and take some video. I’ll film any interviews the same way?—”
“How will you make that work? From what I’ve seen, you set your phone up on something then sit down to talk with the players.”
“Hmm…I do…” Ideas roll until one takes. “What if you record? Nothing fancy, just use your phone camera, the same as the video I want of the event. I want this series to be natural, candid. Nothing staged or put together if that makes sense.”
“It makes perfect sense. You want the audience to feel like they’re there with you and whoever you talk to. Make it like they caught you talking as they walked past.”
“Yes.” I grin. “I think this is going to be a brilliant working relationship.”
Deb smiles back. “Me too. I can’t wait to get started.”
“Well, lunch is done and you’ve got a resignation to submit so…”
She pushes her chair back while rummaging in her bag.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this. We’ll put it down as our first planning lunch.”
“Oh gosh.” She looks up, eyes wide. “This is really happening.”
“It is.”
“I can’t thank you enough for giving me this chance.”
“All the thanks I need is for you to do a good job.”
“I’ll do the best.”
I smile at my new partner. “I’m going to send you a number, it’s for my lawyer, I’ll apprise her about what we’re doing but I want you to get your own to go over the contract with. I also think you should form a company. Instead of being my employee I’ll contract you to work for me.”
“Like freelance?”
“Yes.”
“I can do that. I already have a company set up. I do the occasional job of videoing. I have a photographer friend who uses me as a videographer when her regular guy can’t do it.”
“Perfect!” I stand and shoulder my bag. “I’ll have my lawyer contact you later today with a contract for tonight.”
“I can’t wait. What time do you want me at the arena?”
“Can you swing five-thirty?”
“Yes. If you’re okay with me wearing this?” Deb indicates the business skirt and blouse she’s wearing.
“Do you have anything else? Not that there’s anything wrong with what you’re wearing but it’s a bit formal for tonight.”
“I have a pair of jeans in my car…but no shirt.”
“That’s okay, I’ll get you a Rogues jersey or shirt. Meet me at the arena, staff parking entrance, at five-thirty and I’ll get you set up.”
“Gosh, I really hope they walk me this afternoon but I’ll go for weeks without sleep if it means getting to work with you on this.”
“I don’t normally do this but…” I grin. “I know someone who might expedite your resignation.”
“Your dad? You’d call your dad for me?”
I shrug. “Sure. I’d never do it for myself but I don’t see why I can’t do it to benefit you.”
