Cecilia changes the subject
Being an up-and-coming movie start was not all beer and skittles, as the saying goes.
Juliet gave her a look that I thought was her death stare, annoyed by her arrival at what might have been a critical point in the conversation.
Cecilia saw her and shook her head. “Oops, I’m intruding. Sorry.” She stood
“You’re not,” I said, which earned me a harsh look too, “We’re just having coffee, but you might want something stronger.”
“No, I’d better go.” She was looking directly at Juliet, putting the onus directly on her.
“Stay. We’re just having coffee.”
Cecilia waved to a waitress and sat down again. “Great, I wasn’t looking forward to going back to an empty room.”
For effect, she touched me on my arm, her seat being closer, and I could see what she was doing.
We opted for more coffee, Cecilia ordered a bottle of champagne, and three glasses, an attempt to smooth the rocky waters.
Juliet was definitely annoyed. Another death stare in Cecilia’s direction, then, “would I have seen anything you’ve starred in?”
“Me? I’m not a star, not a big name, just bit parts in series like Midsommer Murders, and Silent Witness. I get to play dead bodies and murder victims. My last role was a little better, I got a half dozen lines. But I’m just one of the hundreds of hopefuls out there.”
“Do you have a day job, then, if parts are so few and far apart?”
Interesting question, Juliet was thinking on her feet.
If she was trying to catch Cecilia out, but she was ahead of Juliet. “I do. I’d like to say that it’s being a high-class escort, but they make more money than I’d know what to do with, so I toil away as a supermarket checkout girl. Gives me the most flexibility regarding time off, and I get to meet so many different people, who become part of my repertoire of characters. What do you do?”
“A disgraced doctor that can’t practice medicine. Perhaps that might be material enough for another of your characters.”
Cecilia had one glass of champagne the moment it came, and then refilled for a second. She offered it to us, and I nodded, taking half a glass. Juliet declined.
“Played a hospital patient, a bomb victim, swathed in bloody bandages, been a doctor in the background once, got to spill coffee over another doctor.”
“What is the best part you’ve had?”
“A fallen nun.”
The best said about that the better, but not before my mind went to places it shouldn’t. I changed the subject. “What will you be doing after the festival is over?”
“Going home. I have an audition for a part in a film about mercenaries, they want me to be a mercenary would you believe?”
Apparently Juliet didn’t think so.
“But I have a spare few days if you want to show me more of Italy. I’d like to see a little of Tuscany, try some wine.”
Another touch and a smile.
“I thought you were going to Sorrento.” Not unexpected from Juliet.
“It can wait. I’ve been thinking of going home, and can take Cecilia to Tuscany, send her on her way, and go visit Larry’s mother at Sorrento “
“And if I take up your tour offer to come with you?”
Cecilia gave me a Juliet look.
“Then I’ll send you a text saying where and when I’ll meet you.”
Change bottle empty, Cecilia gave me one last look, one that would no doubt get a reaction from Juliet, and sauntered away.
Juliet watched her leave, and after she disappeared out of sight, said, “it seems to me she’s more than just a friend.”
“That’s just her, no doubt playing a role. She asked me if you were a girlfriend, and I said, once maybe, but not now. Seems she didn’t quite believe me.”
“I think we both know where that ship is headed.”
The rocks, perhaps. “It’s too soon after Violetta to contemplate anything like that. But, that doesn’t mean I can’t be friends for now, and see what the future brings.”
“Not much if what you say about this Larry character is true.”
“That said, you might also want to be careful. Larry’s not averse to using or killing close contacts of only to send a message. So, if feel unsafe, or he makes an overture, tell me and I’ll pass it on to my minders.”
“If he does, I’ll definitely let you know.”
“Good. It’s getting later. We should get back to the hotel.”
© Charles Heath 2022