CHAPTER 70
The sound of his mobile phone ringing over and over again eventually woke Dan from his vodka-induced sleep. He fumbled for it on the bedside table and squinted at the screen to find he had had seventeen missed calls, mostly from Vinnie.
“What?” he barked. He was horribly hungover.
“About time,” shouted Vinnie.
“What?” Dan was groggy.
“You’ve done it!” he yelled.
“Done what?” Dan sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes.
“You’ve got the nomination. Best actor. So f*****g proud of you man,” Vinnie laughed.
“Seriously?” Dan was surprised. “Are you for real?”
“Never been more serious in my life. This is awesome news.”
“Is it?” Dan sighed.
“Man, you gotta get over it. This is the biggest moment of your career. You need to get it together.” Vinnie didn’t pull any punches.
“Yeah,
