CHAPTER 23
He didn’t have the opportunity to tell Carlene about getting the part in the ad until they were on the way home from the dinner party.
‘How much are you they paying you?’ she asked.
‘I forgot to ask.’
She stared at him in disbelief. ‘You forgot to ask? Again?’
‘With the excitement of getting the part, I didn’t think of it.’
‘The excitement of getting the part of a mute bartender who’s on screen for probably all of four seconds?’
‘He’s not mute; he just chooses not to say anything. The strong, silent type. And I think it’s actually six seconds.’
‘Whatever. What next? Any roles coming up as a non-speaking gorilla? Or maybe more modelling – a centrefold for Cleo?’
‘Look, I know it doesn’t sound much, but who knows what it could lead to?’
His words rang with false confiden
