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of his photo-shopped press images suggested. The famed producer was slumped over his desk and clutching a telephone receiver so tightly that his knuckles had turned the same colour as his office manager’s face.
    Meanwhile, in an attempt to slip through the crack in the door undetected, Rachel’s belt loop snagged on the door handle. Losing her balance, she caught Vincent’s wastepaper basket with one flailing foot and cursed as a waterfall of crushed, empty Diet Coke cans clattered to the floor. Vincent looked up at the noise and glowered. As quick as a flash, he picked up the industrial-sized stapler on his desk and lobbed it in Rachel’s direction. It pinged painfully off her large bottom, but she shot out of the room without so much as a whimper. She gave Polly a flicker of a smile as she passed.
    ‘Don’t look so shocked, he’s chucked a thirty kilo camera peli-case at me before. Best not to go in there for a bit,’ she added, turning to Janie. ‘Walt and Michael have just vetoed casting Maisie again. Vince is fuming.’
    As if to illustrate this point, Vincent started bellowing into his phone.
    ‘What the hell do you mean she’s over-exposed?? She’s a goddamn movie actress you stupid cretins!’
    ‘Walt Wilson is the Head of the Studios in Hollywood and Michael’s our newly appointed Exec,’ explained Janie to Polly quickly. ‘Those three can never agree on anything, let alone casting. Sounds like Walt and Michael are pushing their luck today though. We’re meant to start shooting a week on Monday.’
    ‘Typical GBA chaos then ,’ muttered Rachel.
    ‘Which isn’t helped by you standing around gossiping all day ,’ retorted Janie. ‘This is Polly, Darcie’s replacement. Can you show her the ropes whilst I grab Gillian? She needs to calm Vince down before he upsets the whole of Global Studios.’
    ‘ No problem, she can help me pull back the ring tab on his ninetieth diet coke today! C’mon Polly,’ said Rachel, grinning at Polly’s expression. ‘Let’s get you acquainted with your new best friends; the photocopier and the kettle.’ And with this she led Polly through a side door and into a kitchen so small, it probably moonlighted as a broom-cupboard at the weekends.
    ‘So where did you work before?’ she asked he r, ‘Working Title? Tiger Aspect?’
    ‘Nowhere actually ,’ admitted Polly shyly. ‘This is my first job.’
    Rachel looked at her , aghast. ‘Shit! Janie must be desperate! Oh sorry, that didn’t come out right,’ she added quickly, seeing Polly’s face fall. ‘Look, i’m sure you’re more than capable…it’s just that the revolving door of runners in this place drives us nuts. Stephen insists on screwing them, which invariably leads to him dumping them when something better comes along.’
    Polly gaped at her in shock.
    ‘We’re four down this year already’ she went on, chucking an open carton of milk that smelt suspiciously curdled back into the fridge. ‘Stephen and Darcie were in LA heaps last month for pre-production meetings. That’s when he nailed her first.’
    ‘But why fire her if they were having an affair?’ gasped Polly. ‘Surely that’s as good a reason as any to keep her around?’
    ‘ Not after last night’s dramatics. She turned up at Stephen’s apartment to give him a copy of the script changes and some Hollywood actress answered the door in her underwear. Darcie did her nut, keyed his favourite Ferrari then chucked a rock through his window.’
    ‘Maybe it was his wife?’
    ‘That old soak?’ retorted Rachel scornfully. ‘No chance, she’s back in rehab. Bella’s fuming she has to go to Morocco now. Probably doesn’t have a plug adapter for her hair straighteners, stupid cow.’
    ‘Bella must be the blond girl ,’ guessed Polly.
    ‘How do you know that? Oh hell, you’re not friends are you?’
    ‘ Not exactly. We passed on the stairs earlier.’
    ‘Surprised she didn’t push you down it. Stephen only hired her because