Thread: Hyde and Seek [ Chai & Mr Quixotic ]

RE Hyde and Seek Ariamella Mr Quixotic Miller had not seen the film Lush, nor any of Katrina's performances, however who she was, and the fact that she'd been nominated for an Academy award, had been hard to miss. His compliments had been issued with as much sincerity as he could muster, and her response, not unfriendly, but not filled with warmth either, confirmed the bias held in the Psychiatrist's mind. This woman was no different from any of the other attractive, young actresses he treated all so similar in personality, with their inherent narcissism and need to be applauded, way too much free time on their hands, and so-called issues that white collar workers who slaved their guts out for minimum wage would trade for in a heart-beat, that blindfolded, it would be impossible to tell them apart. However, Doctor Miller did not allow his inner thoughts to bleed through the courteous faade. Regardless of how much he despised pampered bitches such as Katrina, they allowed him to continue his lavish lifestyle it was to best to remain friendly until they became dependent on his services, and the advice he provided. The trust he built with his clientele also made it so much easier to eventually break them down. I'm sorry, Katrina it is. Miller responded as he lifted his water glass to the lips and watched Ms Ellis select the sofa. The choice didn't surprise him most clients were uncomfortable on their first visit, and tended to place themselves as far away as they could, as if that would somehow allow them to avoid his questions, or make their revelations less intimate. When she began to speak, Gerald placed down his glass, collected a pen from his blotter and remained silent. He'd heard about Hyde and Seek, and read the reviews, some type of dual personality, young-adult drama, apparently intended to be 'shocking and explicit' in its depiction of sex, and the Doctor's attention perked up. Incapable of showing raw emotion. What the hell did that mean, wasn't that what actress were paid to do? As she finished, the Doctor's pose was one of contemplation. The pen in his fingers tapped against the desk, and his eyes drifted to a point over Katrina's shoulder. He'd believe It wasn't about the money, when hell froze over. After a few moments, the man pulled his gaze back to Katrina, and nodded. I've heard of the film, and have met Michael Rodriguez, socially, on a few occasions. However, this is the first time he's had cause to refer a performer to make use of my professional services. Gerald's voice was low, though still with enough volume to ensure it would be caught by Katrina, and captured by the microphones placed in each corner of the room, along with the hidden cameras. Doctor Miller may have hated his clients, but that didn't stop him from fucking them when the opportunity arose, and filming it to fend off any claims of malpractice. Not from the authorities, of course, the vision would only provide evidence, however a surreptitious phone call to an agent, with a veiled threat about what harm a leaked sex-tape could do to their client's career, would ensure things never got that far. You had to love Hollywood. As to whether I can help, that depends on where the problem lies. From the way your statement was phrased, it appears you believe the issue is with Rodriguez, not yourself? The question was rhetorical, and Gerald continued without allowing Katrina time to respond. Tell me about Hyde and Seek, Ms Ellis, and give me your opinion, not that of others. I believe you played the daughter of an alcoholic in Lush, which I envisage would have required quite an emotional range. What makes this film any different from the last, or is it all in the Director's imagination? If that's the case, then I'm afraid I won't be able to assist at all. Maybe you should send Michael to me instead. The Doctor smiled to let her know that the last line was a joke, crossed one leg over another, and relaxed in his chair.Go on Katrina. Anything said here remains confidential.