Davidson's [POV]
"Melvin's excited to talk with you on Friday," Tim says, leaning back in his seat. There's more silver than gold in his slicked-back hair, but he doesn't bother to dye it. He says women like mature men, and he's always hated how young he could appear. He looks like your typical successful agent the laid-back "I have it made" attitude. "Ryder Reed's interested in the role, but Melvin told me he's looking for a fresh face. Which would be you."
That makes me excited and even more determined to impress the hell out of the director. Ryder Reed has never starred in an action or spy flick that didn't do well. This could be the perfect next step in my career.
"And hey, sorry about the situation with Nancy," Tim adds. "Don't know what she could have been thinking."
I wave it away. "No problem. Turns out my temp assistant knows how to waltz, so she's been teaching me."
"Yeah? You sure she's good?"
