In my overt role I am Mr. Luncheoning Businessman. Billy sometimes plays the blues here on an old beat-up guitar. He's not going to mess with me, because he thinks I am a TV executive. He has never owned a suit. Now Michael and Franecheska emerge from the open kitchen with plates of flowers.
Fish swim on some of the plates.
They are called fish in the garden. The fish like edible flowers too. Michael and Franecheska stop so the cameraman can get a shot of them holding a plate in each hand. They smile until the corners of their mouths strain from the tension. I turn and look out the window so my face will not appear on tape.