Will

I had a plan. A solid plan. Force her into an uncomfortable situation by way of barbecue and exhaust her so much after filming most of the morning that she'd go to sleep and ignore me, ignore the past, ignore all of it while I tried not to lose my mind.

My plan didn't work.

Because I forgot one tiny little thing about my friends, about the people I represented.

They were extremely forgiving.

And loyal.

So if one of them wanted to give ...