There is an extremely large platter of cut vegetables on the table. At first, I mean.""Like 'A stitch in time saves nine? The first of her: She seems not to care, to be bored, aloof. And then, for some reason, I'm suddenly about to ask her to take them off so I can see her face. I have to live behind them, because I'm a movie star." She lifts an eyebrow, acknowledging the simple truth of it. Then, with some lip-pursing and a calculated shrug, she pinches her eye and mutters, just like some old guy making sandwiches in his kitchen apron, "Whatta you gonna do? Scarlett looks slightly disappointed, but perks right up again and moves on. "At which point I break out a deck of cards and the board grabbed from my game shelf the day before."Oh, Milton Bradley! Until the last hand, her voice sounds, as always, like she just woke up, wary, but delighted by the game she's about to play.
Her next movie is for a dozen reasons you already know: She's wiped out from the photo shoot, wearing no makeup, different shoes, different bra, and so on."I'm exhausted and this is my last day in the world," she says, sunglasses off now.
Hers is an unstressed beauty, which may be why her look is so mutable, more slender than buxom and fleshy. "She holds her hands out, palms up, and smiles into a what-do-you-think shrug.
"I think it should be neutral," she says, shaking her head. I'm afraid I'll emphasize the or something." As she thinks, she purses her lips, looks down, casting a little furtive charm. She came in here — and this place is hung with velvet curtains and underlit by 40-watt bulbs; it's seriously — with her sunglasses on, walked six feet in front of me, at her publicist's side, in her gray cotton tracksuit, half pointing at tables that might work for her. She makes a hootchie girl elegant, offering ascendant beauty in every scene. So I say, "I get up early, go to the coffee shop to play cards for a while.
She finished a full run of a Broadway revival of she plays the hot, manipulative girlfriend of a porn addict. "You got nothing on this girl," one of them told me over the phone.
"See what the words tell you."We're creating a handwriting sample.
"Just give it to them that way." She bites a thin hook of sweet orange pepper.
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A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, after all."Come on," she says."Okay," I say. To her, it sounds like fun to have a stranger deconstruct her penmanship in the sidebar of a magazine article. Not exactly bungee jumping, but Scarlett is brave like that. That's something I've realized lately.""You saying I shouldn't play cards? "Just that you're never free of the irrational, so you might as well—" She pauses there. "Oh, I don't know," she says, stopping before picking up again. It may not make sense, but you need to it a little. I think maybe in the past I didn't have the same kind of investment. Then she says in the unmistakable rasp of her voice, with what sounds like sincerity, "Too bad it's not two weeks from now. We could have had a lobster roll and played some cribbage."I decide to take that as an offer.
Then she slides the pad to me and says, "Now you do it." And so I take the pen. When she's like this, willing — wanting even — to give in to harebrained plots, you really feel like you're talking to a bombshell, because bombshells are fun. "I didn't think I was a jealous person," she says, "until I started dating my current, my one-and-only.
Whether she breathes right or projects well I do not know, but her voice cuts the murmuring clatter of forks against small plates, ice spun in highballs. One movie released, two more coming out in the next five months, and two more in production. Seven of them, dredged from the Internet, turned me down. I thought you said it wasn't frantic."It isn't, not in my experience. Once she understands the game — even before that, really — she rambles.