"Good morning, Freddy." Twain noticed the newspaper in Eastwood's hand and laughed. "I thought you never read the newspaper."
"I do skim through, I just rarely read the sports section. But today, because of this..." Freddy Eastwood pointed to Twain's photograph in the newspaper and smiled, "I didn't recognize you at first. Chief, you look different from usual with makeup on."
Twain looked down at the newspaper in his hand. He did look different and more handsome from his reflection in the mirror. No wonder those stars had outstanding images. It was all due to the credit of the makeup artist, lighting technician, and photographer.
"You must have been mistaken, Freddy, I've always looked like this." Twain chuckled as he pointed to the newspaper. "Where's Sabina?" He realized that Eastwood was along in the caravan.
"She sent the kids to school."
