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The burglary has cost me my assignment, so I ask Davis to take me to Daisy Collins' film premiere, hoping to score an interview with the film star...

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  • You: Is it possible to postpone the interview with Miss Harris a couple of days, Mr. Kane?
  • George Kane: What's the matter?
  • You: My house was burgled last night, and they took all my documents.
  • You: Including my reference material and outline for the interview.
  • George Kane: Have you called the police? Can't you prepare the material again?
  • You: I did, but it's pretty much impossible to recover anything...
  • You: I know most of the content by heart, I just need a bit of time to sort it out.
  • George Kane: We can't postpone the appointment. A chance to interview Miss Harris doesn't come very often.
  • George Kane: Our reputation hinges on this article, no ifs, ands, or buts about it.
  • George Kane: I'll get someone else to do this interview. I'll give you something else to work on.
  • You: But, Mr. Kane...
  • George Kane: We're done here.



  • George Kane: Come in.
  • Edmund Davis: Did I come at the wrong time? Maybe I should come back later?
  • You: (Yes, come back later!)
  • Edmund Davis: Sir! I'd like to take a day off to attend the premiere of Daisy's new film, Morning Glory!
  • George Kane: Approved.
  • You: Daisy? Do you mean Daisy Collins? Are you talking about her new talkie?
  • Edmund Davis: That's right. Talkies are getting really popular, and even Daisy's studio wants in on the action.
  • Edmund Davis: I didn't think you'd know anything about the film industry, Miss Colvin. I figured you were the boring, studious type.
  • You: (What's wrong with this man? Is he mocking me?)
  • Edmund Davis: Fine, fine, I'll stop teasing you. Please excuse me.
  • You: Wait. Are you... acquainted with Miss Collins?
  • Edmund Davis: Jealous? We're just friends.
  • You: Could you help me set up an interview with Miss Collins?
  • Edmund Davis: Yeah, that should be fine.
  • You: Mr. Kane, may I interview Miss Collins for an article?
  • George Kane: I'm against publishing entertainment pap. It does not educate readers on anything important.
  • George Kane: ...but I guess an exception can be made if it can boost our sales.
  • George Kane: Remember what you said during your interview, Colvin. Don't disappoint me again.
  • You: I won't, Mr. Kane!



  • You: How did you get Mr. Kane to change his mind so quickly? What's your relationship with him?
  • Edmund Davis: You're overthinking it. I'm just an average joe.
  • Edmund Davis: And Mr. Kane is, well, the editor-in-chief of the Gotham Times. What relationship can we possibly have beyond boss and employee?
  • His explanation fails to convince me. I continue to glance at him skeptically.
  • Edmund Davis: I'm not lying. Do I look like a liar?
  • You: Yes, you do.
  • Edmund Davis: I suggest you retract what you just said, or I won't bring you to the premiere.
  • You: I... retract what I just said...
  • Edmund Davis: Smart choice, Miss Colvin. I'll send you home to get changed.
  • You: Get changed?
  • Edmund Davis: You can't possibly attend the premiere like this.
  • Edmund Davis: You're attending the event as my female companion.
  • Edmund Davis: You must, of course, be wearing your most fabulous gown.



  • I ransack my wardrobe for something to wear, but can't find anything except the dress I wore when I lost my job.
  • Edmund Davis: Even though most young women have difficulty renting a proper apartment.
  • Edmund Davis: They at least have some proper outfits in their wardrobes.
  • Edmund Davis: But Miss Colvin, have I overestimated you? Are you absolutely certain this is your best dress?
  • You: Yes, Mr. Davis. THIS IS INDEED MY BEST DRESS.
  • Edmund Davis: Remember you're going with me. You'll embarrass us if you aren't dressed for the occasion!
  • Edmund Davis: Let's go buy you a new gown!



  • Without saying another word, Davis bundles me into his car and drives to the emporium.


  • You: How many more outfits must I try?!
  • Edmund Davis: But you've only tried on a few! You're out of shape, Colvin.
  • You: I've tried on over 20 gowns in this aisle alone!
  • You: And I'm the one doing all the work! All you did was point your fingers and wag your tongue!
  • Edmund Davis: Why don't you ask the sales attendant for help? You don't have to do everything yourself...
  • You: Don't you dare badmouth me, Davis. I will leave if you don't quickly pick a suitable gown, and wear whatever I have to the premiere.
  • You: And I won't be the least bit embarrassed!
  • Edmund Davis: Just three more, you have my word.
  • You: I honestly can't tell who's the one buying clothes here...
  • Edmund Davis: This gown suits you to a tee! Put it on quickly!



  • Edmund Davis: I told you I'd find you the best gown.
  • You: I'll admit you're good at this...
  • Edmund Davis: I gave you great advice, and that's all you have to say to me?
  • You: Aren't we running late for the premiere?
  • Edmund Davis: There's no need to hurry, we'll make it on time. You won't spend a lot of time on your makeup anyway...
  • You: What are you implying?
  • Edmund Davis: That a flawless beauty like you doesn't need any makeup to wow the crowd, of course.
  • You: I'm ignoring you. I'm heading to the cashier now.
  • Edmund Davis: It's already paid for. Let's go.
  • You: How much was it? I'll pay you back.
  • Edmund Davis: You don't have to. Don't worry, it's less expensive than my necktie.
  • You: I can't let a stranger pay for me. We've only known each other for a few days...
  • Edmund Davis: Relax. If I truly had any ulterior motives...
  • Edmund Davis: ...I wouldn't have bought you such a cheap dress.
  • You: (He bought a gown without batting an eyelid, and even calls it cheap? How rich is this man?)



  • Davis was right--I was done with my makeup relatively quickly. How frustrating.
  • It doesn't help that I'm not familiar with the cosmetics of this era...
  • I reluctantly get in Davis' car, bracing for some snarky remark. Surprisingly, he doesn't make any.


  • We don't speak at all during the drive over. We arrive at the theater just in time for the premiere.
  • You: (I didn't expect the theater to be this luxurious...
  • You: It isn't as technologically advanced as modern theaters, but it's definitely more comfortable.
  • Edmund Davis: Keep your chin up, Miss Colvin. Don't act like a bumpkin.
  • You: (Who's really the bumpkin here? I bet you've never seen a sci-fi movie before!)
  • ???: Edmund! What took you so long!
  • ???: Oh, a new female companion... Is she from a noble family?
  • Edmund Davis: She's my colleague, Kerry. Miss Colvin, Kerry. Kerry, Miss Colvin.
  • Kerry: What are you thinking? How could you bring a colleague to Daisy's premiere?
  • Kerry: You're free to woo whichever commoner you want, but to bring them to a formal event like this...
  • Edmund Davis: Hold your tongue, Kerry. Miss Colvin is a colleague, nothing more.
  • Edmund Davis: She's here to conduct an interview, unlike you.
  • Kerry: Hmm, she ain't half as fine as Daisy, definitely not as rich either.
  • Kerry: Daisy isn't the richest woman around, but she's a Hollywood superstar.
  • Edmund Davis: Can you stop being so inappropriate, Kerry? Show some respect.
  • Kerry: Fine, consider it a slip of the tongue...
  • You: (I can't imagine Davis associating with a man like this. He reminds me of a lot of unpleasant people in college.
  • You: (Kerry and his ilk judge each other solely on money and family backgrounds.)
  • ???: Oh, Edmund, what took you so long?
  • Kerry: Ah, speak of the devil. I'll take my leave. Don't get caught in the middle of the catfight, Edmund!
  • Davis attempts to protest, but is distracted by the lady before him.
  • Edmund Davis: Congratulations, Daisy.
  • Daisy: Is that all you wish to say to me? I... who is she?
  • Edmund Davis: My colleague, Miss Colvin. Speaking of which, I'd like to ask you a favour.
  • Daisy: Colleague? That second-rate newspaper is still alive?
  • They seem to know each other very well. But calling my newspaper "second-rate"... I'm a little offended even though I know she's right.
  • Edmund Davis: Daisy!
  • Daisy: Fine, I'll stop talking about your newspaper. What favour do you need?
  • Edmund Davis: Our newspaper wants to boost sales, and what better way to do that than write about the best of the best in the entertainment business.
  • Edmund Davis: And you of course immediately came to mind, my starlet. Would you grant Miss Colvin an interview later?
  • Daisy: Why don't you interview me instead, sweetie? I don't like being interviewed by a stranger.
  • The pair proceed to openly flirt. I can barely hide my embarrassment, but I must tolerate it for the interview.
  • Edmund Davis: Your manager would kill me if I asked for a private interview.
  • Daisy glances at me sourly, then turns to Davis with her puppy-dog eyes.
  • Daisy: Anything for you, Edmund... Tell her to look for me backstage after the premiere.



  • 1 hour later...


  • You: I can't believe I actually enjoyed watching a black-and-white film...
  • Edmund Davis: You sound like you've never seen a film before. Films are all about the plot.
  • Edmund Davis: If the plot resonates with the audience, then it's a good film.
  • You: Why don't we give plots to our news articles?
  • Edmund Davis: A news article must be factual and objective, but writing a plot requires creativity. They aren't a good match for each other.
  • Edmund Davis: It's almost time. We should go see Daisy.
  • I follow Davis closely, weaving my way through the crowd. I feel uneasy as I approach Daisy Collins' dressing room...