A short while later, we're driving through one of the swankiest parts of Beverly Hills. I try not to gape at the elaborate gates and mansions on either side of the road. I should have seen this coming - I mean, the guy's a billionaire - but that doesn't keep me from freaking out a little. I can't believe I get to see where Roman Everet lives. That silly fantasy about being his girlfriend and experiencing all of the corresponding luxuries is getting easier and easier to ...