“No way, you’re…”
“Take it easy. There’s no need to lionize me, sir. I’m just a normal guy here.” I assured him. It felt weird with that guy knowing who I was. I hated being treated like some majestic icon or a god. That’s not my style. “I’m just here because I wanted to show my screenplay.”
I handed it over to him and he read my typed copy of the manuscript.
“I didn’t know you did screenplays.”
“Actually, it’s my first time.” I chuckled a bit while he read it.
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