INT. - OPHELIA AGENCY - NOON

Donald Ipps didn't leave them waiting, at least, ushering them into his office the moment the receptionist at his agency alerted him to their presence. If Gerri thought the editor's office was full of books and awards, he had at least as many, if not more, filling his space. And a much nicer desk.

Being the agent of a superstar clearly had its perks.

"Have you found out anything?" Donald settled behind his desk, leaving Gerri and ...