“Oh of course!” he agreed, realizing there was a missing third party member who needed to be involved since her part of the story would also be told. “It’s just an idea though and it would still need to be researched through interviews from the two of you, presenting the idea to a movie studio, getting approval for the idea by the higher ups so who knows if it will go into fruition but I’d love to try if your fiancee is on board. Do you think you could venture a guess how she might feel about it?”
He knew his fiancee, didn’t he? If he could get a yes based on Jack first then he could at least present the idea. People would love the story.
Jack nodded in understanding. He didn’t have much first-hand experience with the movie industry, but from what he’d heard, getting a production started was a long and tricky process.
“I think she’d probably agree,” he said. “Like I told you, she’s much more of a people-person than I am.” Sometimes too much, he couldn’t help thinking. “I’ll talk to her about it as soon as I can, and let you know. And maybe we can arrange to meet at the same time?”
Picking up his scotch he took another small sip and held the glass up, smiling over the rim at Jack. “I’d love that. Would you prefer talking over dinner or perhaps we can invite her out for drinks with us? Whatever is more comfortable for the two of you.”
Around them conversation slightly increased as more patrons entered the area, sitting in booths around them though thankfully not close enough. No one had recognized them yet thankfully.
“Dinner sounds nice.” Jack took another long drink. He’d finished only half his mojito, but he could already feel a bit of a buzz – never drinking except on special occasions would do that to you. He decided he’d better go easy for the rest of the evening. “Or if you like, you could just come by our place. It’s not very impressive, but we’re always glad to have company.” He gave a small chuckle. “If you don’t mind dogs, that is."
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