My Brother's Best Friend(16)

All I could do was smile and take her hand and lamely add, “I know who you are.”

Sadly, by this point Devin had walked over to where we were standing. “Star struck, Chris? I never would have pegged you as the type, especially after you gave Zach a run for his money.”

“Hey, I was holding my own,” Zach added.

“Sure,” Larissa interrupted. “‘Uh…uh…’ Yeah, you really sounded in top form.” She laughed. “So did Devin drag you straight out of bed or did you at least eat before coming?”

I blushed. “Yeah, I ate. I just—”

“I didn’t give her time to change. I was running late so I told her just to go like this. Besides, she doesn’t look bad,” Devin interjected.

“No, certainly not,” another one of the cast members said.

“Back off, Brian,” Larissa said, pushing him slightly out of the way. “Hey, we’re going out tonight, you’re totally welcome to come.”

“Uh, sure, maybe,” I responded. I mean I wasn’t much of a party person, not since high school anyway. Besides, I wasn’t much of a drinker either. And when you “go out” everyone expects you to drink.

Larissa laughed. “You sound just like Devin. Come on, you have to come. I’m going to give you my number and I’ll make sure you’re on the list.” She pulled out her phone and asked me for my number and proceeded to call me. “There, now you have it. I’m expecting you to be there. You’ll really disappoint me if you don’t come. It’s called the Rumba Room and come any time after eight.”

“Okay, sure.” I smiled hesitantly.

“We’ll see you later,” Zach said as they walked out of Devin’s studio office to go shoot the scene they had just recorded.

Robert turned to Devin. “Can you have a rough track put together in the next hour? The kids will be in makeup and wardrobe before they can shoot anything. So have it done by two-thirty?”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll start right now. I’ll send it to both you and Terry. It should be pretty close to the original, in terms of duration. I might tweak it some more later.”

“Sounds good. Thanks again for coming in on short notice. Terry just thought the original wasn’t exciting, the song choice, not the recording.”

Devin laughed and clapped Robert on the back. “Don’t worry about it. I’ve dealt with Terry on other projects. This isn’t the first time I’ve had to do a last minute change.”

Robert nodded his head then turned to face me. “It was a pleasure seeing you again, Christy. I hope we meet again soon.”

“Thank you, but really I was the one who enjoyed it, so thank you for letting me crash the session.”

“You should crash more often, the cast seemed to really respond to a new audience. By the way, excellent ideas about the song, you really have an ear for music. Do you play anything?”

“I used to. Piano. I also did a few musicals in high school, but mostly, I just have an ear for music. Well, for an amateur, that is.”

“You better be careful, Devin. She could put you out of a job,” Robert joked.

“No, Devin knows all the technical stuff,” I told him.

“Well, you never know, I might just have to pair you two up more often. I better go, see you later.” He opened Devin’s door and walked down the hallway in the same direction as the cast had gone.

“You know we’re going to have to go to the club now, don’t you?” Devin said.

“Why do you say that?”

“Because Larissa invited you, and I know Larissa. And when she’s expecting you to come, you better come.”

“I think I can handle it. Besides, you don’t have to come,” I told him.

“Yeah, and leave you in a club in LA by yourself? I don’t think so, Mitch would kill me if he found out. If you go, I go.”

I smiled. “Fine, then we’re going, if only to see you out of your comfort zone, apparently. I’m surprised you don’t go out with them more often.”

“It’s not my scene. Now either sit there or make yourself useful,” he said, pulling up the tracks he had just recorded.

For the rest of the hour I watched as Devin listened to and cut pieces from the different recordings to make a seamless soundtrack. “There,” he said, turning to look at me. “I’m done. Let me just send this to Rob and Terry and we can head back home.”





Chapter Five





So we went to the club later that night. It wasn’t what I was expecting. I mean, I don’t know exactly what I was expecting, but not what happened. The music was so loud you could feel the vibrations. We waded through the crowds to the VIP section where Larissa had told us to meet them.