Chapter 8: New Kid on the Set
“What’s a fluffer?”
The question seemed to echo across the set. I’d figured it was time to show the kid the ropes at the studio. I locked eyes with my cameraman for a second. John had spotted the new meat instantly—was probably already designing the perfect camera angle for his lean good looks. John and I share a taste for the dark, exotic types.
“When you gonna quit bringing in strays, Boss?” John asked. I held up a hand, still watching my new discovery, until my assistant had taken J.T. into the dressing room to introduce him to the crew returning from lunch break. I counted the seconds on my fingers. One…two…three…
On five, an indignant squeal sounded from behind the door. “I don’t need no stinking fluffer!”
John chuckled. “And another prima donna at t
