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Lucky. She's my everything. Yes, I'm into working, but coming home to her at the end of the day makes it all worthwhile.'
    'That's how I feel,' Mary Lou said, wide-eyed. 'We're exactly alike.'
    'Yeah, except you're a little bit younger than me,' Lennie said.
    'Just a tiny bit,' she said, smiling.
    Buddy caught up with them on their way to Lennie's car. 'Baby, you look hot!' he said to Mary Lou, checking her out admiringly.
    'Why, thank you, Buddy,' she said, well aware of his respectful crush. 'Coming from you that's a real compliment.'
    'What's that mean, coming from me?' Buddy said, putting on the charm big time.
    'Well,' Mary Lou said, 'everyone knows you're the campus superstud.'
    'Yeah?' he said, preening. 'I got myself a reputation, have I?'
    'Let me see, Buddy,' she said, pretending to think about it. 'Since we've been making this movie I've observed at least three different girls visiting you on the set.'
    'My sisters,' Buddy said, grinning.
    She grinned back. 'Your sisters, my ass!'
    'And a fine ass it is, too, if I may say so.'
    'C'mon,' Lennie said, opening the passenger door of his Porsche and hustling Mary Lou inside. 'You two can flirt tomorrow. Right now we gotta get going.'
    She settled into the front seat, fastened her seatbelt, and gave a little wave to Buddy who hovered by the car.
    'Does your husband know how lucky he is?' Buddy said as Lennie ran around and started the car.
    'I hope so,' she said, blowing him a kiss.
    'Baby,' Buddy sighed, 'if you ever decide you want bigger and better, I am waiting.
    'There's no such thing as bigger and better than my Steven,' Mary Lou said.
    'Sorry to disappoint you.'
    'Oh, baby, baby,' Buddy said, shaking his head. 'You are something else.'
    The Porsche took off. Mary Lou closed the window and grinned. 'I hope he makes me look good on screen.'
    'Buddy's the best,' Lennie said. 'And, considering he has a thing about you, you will look sensational.'
    'It's so much fun to be making a movie with you, Lennie,' she said. 'I never imagined we'd work together, and now it's even better than I thought it would be.'
    'Hey - you're a pleasure to work with.'
    'Coming from you that's a big compliment.'
    'I'm bummed we had to run so late tonight,' Lennie said, adjusting his rear-view mirror. 'D'you think Lucky will be pissed?'
    'Lucky never gets pissed at you.'
    'Oh, yeah?' he said, knowing his wife. 'It's almost eight thirty. By the time we get there it'll be past nine. Trust me, tonight she will be pissed.'

Chapter Eleven
    The boy threw himself into the jeep, adrenalin coursing through his veins, vision blurred. The girl wasn't far behind, giggling insanely.
    'How many didja get?' she asked, falling into the passenger seat.
    'Four,' he said, heart pumping wildly.
    'Chicken,' she said. 'I got six. We'd better get outta here before they send a guard after us.'
    The boy didn't need to be told twice. He started the jeep and they roared out of the parking lot, practically colliding with a blue Toyota driven by an elderly man who shook his fist at them.
    The girl reached for a beer, cracked one open and handed it to him. He was already drunk, but who cared? He felt like he could do anything. He wasn't stuck in the house, he was out and free. Freedom was a good thing. Freedom ruled!
    The girl knew how to enjoy herself, she always had. When they'd been small and growing up together she'd always taken the initiative, shown him the way to go.
    Sometimes she'd even stood up for him.
    'Let's see what you got,' the girl said, fumbling in his pockets.
    'Didn't know I was supposed to choose. Grabbed anything I could.'
    'Crap,' the girl said, disgusted. 'You're supposed to get stuff we want.' She pulled a CD out of his pocket. 'Celine Dion!' she exclaimed. 'Who listens to her?'
    'I told you,' the boy said, embarrassed. 'Wasn't looking.'
    'Dunce!' the girl said, reaching under her sweater and pulling out a CD of Ice T.
    'Put this on.'
    He slipped the disc into the player, and throbbing loud rap