on what was about to happen： she was about to get together with Thaddeus Smith。
She knocked softly on his door and he pulled it open almost immediately； a startled look on his
face。 His very baggy cargo shorts had slid down to reveal his simple gray boxers。
？Serena；？ he exclaimed。 ？What？s going on？？
？Nothing；？ she breathed； brushing past him and into the room。 She tossed her khaki…colored
Marc Jacobs drawstring beach bag on the floor and plopped onto the couch。
Thaddeus closed the door and pulled his shorts up； blushing slightly。 ？So；？ he said。 ？What？s
happening？ Were you just in the neighborhood？？
？Something like that。？ Serena laughed。 It was cute to see the world…famous actor squirming。 God；
she loved flirting with him。
？So；？ Thaddeus mumbled； picking up his discarded T…shirt from the floor and pulling it over his
head。 He sat in the arm…chair and placed his feet on the coffee table。 ？Have you been rehearsing on
your own？？
？It？s such a drag；？ Serena sighed。 ？But Ken acts like I？m never going to get it right。？
？I always say it？s harder work than people think；？Thaddeus agreed。 ？People think it？s all
glamour； all parties and premieres； but I fuckingearn my paychecks。 I guess I don？t need to tell
you that。？
Making three million per movie must be hard。
？I wish someone had warned me。？ Serena picked her bag up off the floor and dug her hand inside。