Youguysarereallyhard-workingandrhythmic!
"Whattimedoyouopenthedoor,Gwent?"KeithsaidthathesawmestaringatRichard'sdoor.
Iglancedathim,tookthekeycardoutofmypocket,andwasthefirsttoentertheroom.
"Ihaven'tseenthisroomforalongtime."
Keithtriedtotalktome,butIpretendednottocare,tookmyclothesoutofmypocket,putmynotebookonthedesk,andthenIsawalaptopbelongingtoRichardinmypocket.IrealizenowthatheleftmethelaptopwhenwepackeditbacktoHollywood,becausehisbackpackwasfullofclothes,andIwanttogiveitbacknow.ButIdon'tthinkitwillopenmydoor.Astonisatthedoor.
SoIputmynotebookonthedeskandopenedit.I'mgoingtocheckthecastthedayaftertomorrowandthestuntcastthedayaftertomorrow.Becausetomorrowistheweekend,Icanrestalldaywithoutdoinganything.
"Gwent,whydon'tyoutalktome?"ThenKeithbrokethesilencewhenIsawotherthings.
Iturnedandsaidinanirritatedtone.
"Idon'twanttotalk."
"Whydon'tyouwanttotalk?"
"Thereisnoreason."
"Gwentisstillangry,"hesaid.
Istaredathim...Youknowwhatyou'rerepeating?
"Gwent,don'tbeangry."