Rob Spallone walks in and yells at me: "Leave the girl alone!"
Maggie asks me what I think happened to Jesus.
Luke: "I think the Romans killed him."
Maggie, whose Italian: "You think my people killed him? Is that why we're so evil?"
Xander walks out. I assure him that though it may look like I am in a compromising position...
"Everything's kosher here, Xander..."
Xander laughs: "Oh, ok..."
Luke: "I don't want you be worried. It's just a journalistic technique they taught me at Columbia Journalism School."
Maggie: "I don't know what the hell you are doing to my hair but you're a weirdo."
I lean over and snap photos of Maggie's face close-up.
Maggie: "You took a picture of my big nose."
Luke: "You don't have a big nose. It's just prominent."
Maggie: "Why are you still taking pictures?"
Luke: "I'm making you a star."
Maggie: "I'm a star in my heart. Gosh, you are so crazy. You have to erase these pictures. They are horrible."
Luke: "You've got a Jewish nose."
Maggie: "Everyone thinks that. I'm not Jewish."
Luke: "Would you like to convert to Orthodox Judaism and have ten of my kids?"
Maggie: "No. And I won't eat your gefilte fish either. You can shove it up your butt."
Luke: "Would you eat my baloney?"
Maggie: "I'm eating your baloney right now. It's just flowing out of your mouth."
I take my tape recorder and put it between her legs.
Luke: "Hold my tape recorder right there."
Maggie: "It's right between my legs."
Luke: "What's the last book you read?"
Maggie: "I just reread The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. I love it. They have a DVD out it and I watched that after. The sarcasm was great. I like English TV shows. I just got the DVD set of Fawlty Towers."
She smokes a cigarette.
I struggle to tighten the cord attached to my digital camera.
Luke: "Are you really strong?"
Star: "Yes."
Luke: "Could you tighten that for me?"
Star does and makes it much tighter than I could do.
Star: "I work out. I have to play bass so my fingers and arms are tight."
Luke: "Are you sure you don't want to wear a wig on your head when you get married and fast on Yom Kippur? And keep the Sabbath?"
Star: "Are you trying to propose to me and turn me into Jewish?"
Luke: "Yeah. Am I compromising my journalistic values?"
Star: "You can't get too technical with the questions because most girls don't have answers like I do."
Luke: "Some of them have really funny answers like Violet."
Star: "How could you blame just one ethnicity for Jesus dying?"
Our conversation moves to other topics.
Star: "I listen to negative music because it is the truth. The singers put their heart into it and they are saying something true about their lives and their suffering. We relate to that. I love Tool. Maynard puts words out... He's an amazing writer. His philosophy. What bothers him about the world. They sing about truth, not about 'I've got money and bitches and hos.' What we go through every day to live. If I didn't have that, I think I'd be in a mental institution."
I follow Maggie into the make-up room.
She giggles. I walk away.
Two minutes later, I walk into Rob's room. Maggie is kissing a Vietnamese guy.
I feel my heart breaking. I'm appalled. She's not getting paid for this. She's just doing it because she's curious.
The guy put four marbles in himself while serving time in prison. He says women like the sensation.
If Maggie were getting paid for this, I could better understand and come to terms with her wantonness. What a slut.
I feel shocked, angry, sad, depressed. I take my emotions and stuff them deep inside.
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