CHAPTER FIFTEEN
‘Is this where you rehearse?’ Delfi looked around the expansive loungeroom for a box of scripts or a microphone, but she really had no idea what to expect.
Basileus, who had not moved from the couch, seemed to be considering his answer, then, ‘Oh, I find it better to not be tied to a particular space, it…cramps creativity,’ he said as he tugged at his shirt that had twisted across his chest.
The buttons are going to pop, Delfi thought.
‘You have to become adaptable as an actor,’ he continued. ‘Things like where a scene is going to be shot can change all the time. For example, there was a scene with Katerina Matsouka where we were to meet in a restaurant, but the director decided it should be filmed in her apartment. More intimate.’
‘I know that scene!’ Delfi said, feel
