A fruit salad in my head. (A really sad moment)

Monday, May 1, 2006

08:10am

Jerry is an opportunist.

He lives thanks to the image of the stars and more generally, he owes his success to television and the media.

Since he was a child, stars inspire him and he knows how to put them in value.

His biggest success to date, remains his famous and unique (Paris Hilton moo box) that he created in 2004 at the time when the famous girl played in "The simple life".

It's just a simple object, a small box with the effigy of Paris Hilton emitting a moo when you turn it over but which curiously, had sold very well.

With a production cost, 2$, a delivery cost that, after long negotiations he managed to obtain for nothing and a selling price 10$, he took from it a net profit that he knew how to make profitable and that allows him today to live comfortably.

The opportunist is proud to boast during parties that no less than 297982 people can enjoy to the melodious moo of Paris Hilton in their house and this, thanks to him.

Jerry makes a good living and today he has opened his booth in a Philadelphia market for two hours to "feel the thighs" of his customers, as he likes to say.

Finding that the moo of Paris, this simple, unpretentious object, as nice to buy for oneself as to give to a friend to cheer him up, as he said at the time, has a lot to worry about, his smile could not be bigger.

His new pride is an honest, good quality white T-shirt, produced for a test run of 10,000 units. This beautiful objet, for a very modest manufacturing cost of about 1$ a piece, is resold for only $9 each. After having noted this T-shirt featuring a teddy bear that has been much fashion lately, is attracting housewives and teenagers alike and in face of the banknotes and the coins who pile up in his little metal box, Jerry is now determined to assiduously follow the news of this little girl who is very likely to make him a lot of money.

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01h45pm

Laughters comes from every corner of the big garden of the Los Angeles modern house, where the next scene of the shooting will take place, but me, I too focused to continue my phone conversation with my lovely Mommy to pay attention to those people who are really too noisy.

You say Mister who stinks? Don't worry, how could I forget that.

"But no my Mommy, even if her tongue is very dirty, I promise you that Maï is a very nice elder sister. You know what she said last night, to one of her friends she was calling? "Oh Matt Demon, he's got a really nice butt and I'll make my snack out of it." Yes, that's right, she said Matt Demon has a nice ass. Yes, huhuhu, yeah, she sneaks a look at his litlles buttocks all the time, and she takes a picture of him when his back is turned...

Me, um, I don't know. No, they're very old and ugly, and even though he's not always very nice, I prefer Mister who stink. Oh, Maï seems to be too hot. She is redder than the buttocks of the baboons to which I had thrown small stones at the zoo. Yes, wait, I tell her. Maï, my Mommy is not very happy with you. She says that you should not speak too loudly when you share your fantasies, because I am too young to hear your vicious girl talks. Oooh, Michael is coming back my lovely Mommy and even though he's pretty nice, sometimes he grunts like a old Mister senile. A thousand, thousand, thousand huge bear hugs and as many drooling kisses, I love you my lovely Mommy. I'll call you tonight after spying on Maï's conversations. Yes, I promise, I will tell you everything, fufufu"

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Two meters away from Lara, who hops near a young girl who hides her face behind her hands, two actors that it would be useless to introduce, try to get in condition but this little phone call ruined their projects.

The two turned back to the hedge and laugh discreetly so as not to meet the eyes of the poor elder abused sister.

When Michael Mann sees the state of his team, he asks no questions because since Friday, no sooner has he turned his back, than the little goblin begins her nonsense.

"Ok, I see that Lara had to relax the atmosphere again. Perfect then no need to waste time, we start directly. Lara on the left swing. Mel you join her by passing by the rose bed. On this side it's impossible because this tree is in the way, so the still shot will be bad. Lara, just reminder you that you're a wise and calm little girl. I'll give you five minutes."

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Oooh, my heart is beating so fast I have to pee again.

I'm a little scared and excited at the same time. It's really fun, but it's also very strange.

I have to do like Mommy told me. I breathe in with my nose slowly and breathe out with my mouth just as slowly.

I don't really know what's wrong with me, but it's getting worse and worse. It's not really very pleasant, in any case.

However, I know everything I have to say today. With Maï, we worked well, so I don't have to worry about that. Mel is nice, so I don't have to be afraid either, and I've already said a line in a ad, so I'm not a beginner. I believe, well, I'm not sure of anything anymore and I'm getting very scared and I don't even know why.

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Matt Damon, sees that the little girl who is usually more agitated than a scared mouse is now strangely calm.

No she is very nervous but in the sense, anxious. He decides to go and see if she is okay, because if the stage fright can be beneficial, it can also completely mislead some people.

"Hi Lara, are you feeling anxious?"

Lara try without much success to rehearse her lines, while remembering the actions she has to do, but everything was getting mixes up in her little head that seems all empty. Lara never panics or almost never panics but today, she loses her calm, her rationality and the control of her emotions.

When big tears are about to flow, the man with the beautiful buttocks as Maï says, squats gently in front of her.

"Ah, I don't know what's going on in my head, but it looks like a fruit salad in there. I know my text, I learned it, it's true, but still, it mixes with the rest and I can't remember anything"

Maï who is also very worried about the little goblin, strokes Lara's head, but she doesn't know this kind of feeling and doesn't know how to help the little girl whose body is starting to shake and despite the fact that she blames herself for being such a useless elder sister, she finds herself a little helpless.

Lara who usually spends her time laughing, is not well. Her hands are clenched on her script, her face expresses anguish and her tightly lips testify that she she is about to cry.

"Lara sweetie, how can I help you?"

Matt Damon thinks for a moment.

Lara is very smart, but despite that, it is still true that she is just a 6-year-old girl.

Assuming, that it is necessary to talk to her, he must do it relatively simply so that she can understand what is happening to her body. Convinced that if no one helps him to get out of this bad experience that all the actors have to go through, then it is in danger of collapsing, he thinks about the words to use.

"If you allow me, miss, I will try to help her. Lara what you have is called stage fright. It's your instincts overriding your little head. When a cat sees a dog, if the dog is big, the cat runs away. If the dog is small, the cat is ready to fight. Well, right now your instincts are telling you that you are like a tiny cat in front of a very big dog. You have to tell yourself that this dog is really small and to try to use that instinct to become a huge cat that can both challenge the bad dog and face the camera."

Michael Mann, who is listening to this conversation, nods his head in approval of this cute little metaphor.

"Lara, think of the ugly dog in the commercial you told me so much about. Try to forget your scenario for a moment and everything will be fine."

Lara is not too convinced by this idiot idea however, when she puts a big cat on Ivy's back, she starts laughing stupidly.

"Thank you so much Matt, even though I'm not sure you have beautiful buttocks, I like you. And thank you too Michael, woof, woof."

Happy that the little goblin with eyes full of mischief is back in the team, Michael Mann shakes his head and breathes a sigh of relief.

"Great! If you're feeling better, dry your eyes and loosen your hands a bit. Matt, get out of the corner, we'll go. Mel, Lara, your turn. Action."

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Bill, presumably nervous after walking around an empty house, pushes open the small door to the back yard violently, knocking over the little blue kid's bike that was lying by the hedge, in the process. He doesn't dwell on the incident and heads for the little girl who is swinging with her back to him. When he reaches her height, he stops his steps, gently takes her in his arms and gives her a look containing both full of tenderness and the hope that she will understand.

"Rosy sweetheart, last summer daddy couldn't take you on vacation but now he has a lot of free time. Sweetheart, do you still want to go with daddy?"

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Ha? What should I say? I put the little dog on the cat and... No, everything is mixed again.

"Wuwuwu, Maï I'm afraid. The fruit salad is back and everything is mixed up in my head. Maï, Maï I'm so scared. Help me, Maï."