“What are we going to talk about?” she said.
He sat before a plate of pancakes and sausages, waiting for the square of butter to melt and run so he could use his fork to swirl it into the torpid syrup and then watch the marks made by the tines slowly fold into the soak. He realized her question was serious.
“We want a heliport on the roof. I’ve acquired air rights but still need to get a zoning variance. Don’t you want to eat?”
It seemed, the food, to make her draw back. Green tea and toast untouched before her. “And a shooting range next to the elevator bank. Let’s talk about us.” “You and I. We’re here. So might as well.” “When are we going to have sex again?”
“We will. I promise,” she said.“We haven’t in a while now.”
Between you and me, I think he wants more than a heliport… Doesn’t Elise know? You DON’T keep Eric waiting.
We’re not sure how much more of Packinson we’ll see outside of the limo for a while, so I’m going to get as much out of these sneak peeks that I can. (Note from Chauffeur Deb: they’ve had mercy on us! Set photos from the night of June 9th HERE. 😉 ) This day was such a wonderful glimpse at how the scenes from the book are being adapted to the screen by David Cronenberg.
Does the weekend hold any posh rides in limos for anyone? Any stops for breakfast with sausage and pancakes? Any erm…water bottles? 🙂 Enjoy!
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