Long arms wrapped around Amanda, and she stiffened in surprise. “You were so great, Amanda. Thank you for all your hard work. Really. I couldn’t have done it without you. I mean, did you see them? The show was a hit! A f*****g hit! f**k! Oh…sorry…”
Amanda smiled and gently extricated herself from Jonathon’s embrace. “That’s okay. And I was glad to help. Really, I had a lot of fun.”
“Look, I want you to do my next show. Really. I won’t direct another play unless you are behind the light board.”
Amanda’s smile turned self-conscious. She knew Jonathon was already a bit tipsy, but she didn’t know if he was being facetious or not. “I just did what you told me to do.”
“Nonsense!” Jonathon put his arm around her again, and she resisted the impulse to push him away. He was just being friendly.
