whatever. You need to step back behind the barricades.”
“Okay,” the man agreed. “But can I get Poppy’s autograph? I run her biggest fan site and I’m her number one fan.”
“I’m sorry, she’s busy.”
“I don’t have to talk to her! If you could just give her this to sign, I—”
“No, I’m sorry. Wait behind the barricade and if she decides to sign autographs, you’ll get your chance then. How did you get past the barricade anyway?”
The man smiled. “I got here early and slipped through before the barricades were set up then waited over there out of the way. All I want to do is have a chance to talk to Poppy and tell her—”
“I’m sorry,” Merrick said talking the man’s arm. He didn’t resist and Merrick led him back to the barricade.
“But you don’t understand,” the man protested as Merrick led him along. “I have to see her! I need to tell her how much I appreciate her movies. I’ve seen every episode of Pool and I’ve seen Fallen Petals about a hundred times! She was fantastic in that. She should have been nominated for an Oscar. I drove down from Colorado to watch her work and maybe have a chance to talk to her. Please, if I could just speak to her for one moment! I have something to give her!”
“Step behind the barricade, but I’ll tell you what I’ll do. What’s your name?”
“Charlie. Charlie Harton.”
“Okay, Charlie. I’ll let her know you’re here, okay? That’s the best I can do.”
“Okay! Thanks! That’ll be great! Be sure to tell her I’m her biggest fan and I run allaboutpoppy.com.”
Merrick nodded. “Don’t cross the barricades again and don’t try sneaking in. We’ll be watching for you the next time.”
Chrlie nodded as Merrick turned away.
“Very well done,” Blake said.
Merrick grinned as they walked away. “That guy needs to get a life.”
“Are you going to tell Poppy?”
Merrick grinned at him. “What do you think?”
Blake smiled. “That’s what I thought.”
“We’re not supposed to speak to the talent unless we’re spoken to first, right?”
As they began to sit down, Blake barked out a laugh and pointed. The Rain bottle Merrick had left at his place was gone, replaced by a regular bottle of water.
Merrick chuckled as he sat and cracked open the bottle. “She’d determined, I’ll give her that,” he grinned.
Blake and Merrick finished their lunches, talking about this and that, Blake explaining some of the common terms Merrick had heard as the crew went about the business of shooting a movie.
“Blake, you’re needed,” Tom said as he paused behind him.
“Work, work, work,” Blake said with a grin as he rose from the table. “It’s been nice talking to you, Merrick.”
“Same here. I’ve got this,” he said when Blake began to collect his trash. Blake nodded in thanks, then turned and followed his PA. Merrick watched the two men walk away, finished his water, then rose, gathering up the trash and tossed it into the nearby can. He walked back to the caterer’s table and stepped around and hefted the smaller cooler of ice and water.
“Where are you going with that?” the woman asked as he turned to walk away.
“My men need water.”
“That’s Poppy’s water! Take the other!”
Merrick paused and looked at the large cooler. “Nah, that’s too big to carry. This’ll do. Thanks.”
“Wait! Wait, you can’t take that!”
Merrick ignored her as he walked away then down the line, allowing his brothers to pull bottles out until it was empty. He returned, put ten more bottles into the cooler from the larger one, and carried it back to the barricades, making sure everyone who wanted water had some. After everyone had water he returned the cooler, loaded it with bottles from the larger one, and placed it back where he found it.
“Thanks,” he said to the