”“His problem is that he involved himself solely on the TV side,” Phil said. “He didn’t have a grasp on what was happening on the feature fi...m side. I honestly think it took him by surprise when he found out that the shit we’ve been putting out for the past two or three years wasn’t making money.”“It did,” Edmonds confirmed. “But that still doesn’t make me qualified to run a studio.”“You see the big picture,” Phil said. “And most importantly, you’ve never lied to me. Sure, you’ve told me a lot. A nice gentle introduction for you. You'llbe on your feet for a couple of hours then it'll go quiet whilst wereset for dinner. During the quiet spell we might use you to serveafternoon tea in the Orangery, we'll see."The reality of this situation dawned on me as we hurried through thekitchen to the serving area. It was then that I noticed, true toHelen's word, that the other waitresses were decked out in similardresses and with similarly high heels. A few smiled but they mostlyhurried. .. Good. I've ordered breakfast here in my room. Can you come soon?" Yes, I'm just out of the shower. I just have to put some clothes on." See you soon."Johannes and Rummy were drinking coffee when she walked in, Rummy poured for her, and she attacked the tray of rolls and wurst with appetite. After a few moments, they began to talk business."How's Dumont?" Rummy asked.Johannes said, "The hospital says he's fine, no concussion or anything long-term. Just a few bruises. I've got a local. I'll visit you in prison. Now where are we, I must check."She got out her map and GPS and decided on the next leg. I stood there miserable. I hadn't come out here to talk about my sex life, or lack thereof. It was frustrating. I am hung like a horse. I come like a champion bull. I have a lot to offer beneath the waist. But can you walk around displaying your wares? No. Not in Pennsylvania anyway. I got no sympathy from my father, who lives on the West Coast, either: "You're lucky. There was no.