She smiled at me, glanced at the TV, and grabbed the remote. As she turned up the volume and sat beside me, she asked, "Are you watching one of my shows? I came down to discuss what happened but, do you mind if I watch with you?"

"No, but-" I tried to explain.

"Oh, she's very pretty. I don't recognize her. What's her name?" she asked.

"Deidre Holland," I told her. "I don't think you'd know her."

"No, I don't think I do. When was this movie made?" she asked.

"1992," I explained "But-"

"Oh, well, that explains it. Wow, look how well produced this is! Oh, now, he's handsome....