The phone in my hand springs to life as the Australian accent of my GPS guide assures me that I have reached my destination. I glance up and realize that the urgent text from @kdrama2020ali has brought me to the Badger Productions office. I’ve heard tidbits of rumors about this place and the dramas that they’ve been attempting to get greenlit. I wonder why Ali would ask me to meet her here?
The receptionist at the front desk greets me as I enter the building and directs me to the offices of the lead production team, after I inquire about where I might find Ali. I can hear her voice coming down the corridor as soon as I step off the elevator. She seems pretty animated about something, and as soon as I hear the name ‘Junho’, it becomes clear - she is campaigning on behalf of one of the hotties in her factory full of hotties again.
“But don’t you think it would help your creative process to know who your leading man is going to be?” I hear her say just as I step inside the door. She senses my presence, then, and turns to me, grabbing my arm enthusiastically. “Tell them, Happy. Tell them that Junho would be perfect for this role!”
I stand in stunned silence, trying to take in the scene in front of me. I find myself the focus of all the eyes in the office who are probably just as curious about my arrival as I am about why I am here. “What in the world, Ali? I have no idea what’s going on,” I whisper nervously. I grab the hand that she still has on my arm and hold on, trying to find my bearings. She knows that being the center of attention makes me feel uncomfortable, so why would she call me here in front of all these people?
My tight squeeze on her fingers finally shakes her out of the fangirl daze she’s in, and she realizes that she’s just pulled me into the fray without any context. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry. I got carried away for a minute,” she offers as an apology. She takes a minute to make introductions and explains that the company is developing a project that she thinks would be perfect for Lee Junho.
“I can’t wait for Junho to put out another project,” I enthuse, “but what does that have to do with me?” I take a sidelong look around the room, still trying to assess the situation.
“You’re my right-hand-gal when it comes to advocating for Junho,” she says, giving my arm an encouraging shake, “so I thought you could help me convince them to cast him. Tell them how great he would be. Tell them how his strong dancer legs are just what they need for a leading man who will be carrying young ladies on his back all day!” She can’t keep the fervor out of her voice, and I have to admit it’s undeniably infectious. And she has a point. Without knowing anything else about the direction of this potential project, I do know that Junho is tall, has strong legs, broad shoulders, and the stamina that comes with being a stage performer; and if a guy needs to be able to transport someone on his back, he’d make a great choice. He’d be my choice.
I finally feel myself relax a little; talking about Junho always allows me to let down my guard. Nevertheless, I can still feel tension in the air and sense the incredulous looks from everyone else in the room, especially from @ninjas_with_onions , the man whom Ali introduced as the lead producer. He may have patiently tolerated my intrusion on the scene, but he has done so with an obvious look of displeasure.
Once he is assured that I understand the circumstances that I have walked in on, he finally breaks his silence. “Ladies, we appreciate your enthusiasm, but I will say again that we are nowhere near ready to be thinking about potential cast for this production.”
Instinctively, I quickly bow in apology. “I’m so sorry for interrupting. I had no idea why I was invited here. Ali gets a little carried away in her promotion of all the talented men she represents, and I realize she called me here as back up because I can get swept up in it too. I understand why she believes Junho should work on this project. It does sound like an excellent fit. Without taking anymore of your time, though, I will just urge you, as she obviously has, to keep him in mind as you reach a point where casting will be decided. If you’d like, we would be happy to put together a portfolio of his work that would prove why he is a good candidate. Until then, please accept my apology, and feel free to contact us any time if you have questions about Junho or any of the other leading men that Ali so vehemently recommends.” With that, I grabbed Ali by the arm and pulled her away.
“I love you for being such a loud cheerleader for Junho, Ali,” I compliment her as we wait for the elevator, “but maybe bull-rushing their offices was not the most effective option. I suggest we regroup at Hottie Headquarters and come up with a plan to secure this contract.”
She nods in agreement and immediately pulls out her phone and opens a new folder that she entitles ‘Operation Junho’s piggyback service’. Looking quite pleased with herself, she explains, “This is where we will gather all of the photos that will convince them that Junho is the man for the job.” Within seconds, exhibit A has already been collected, and by the time the elevator reaches the ground floor, dozens of additional pieces of evidence have been amassed. “I never get tired of looking at Junho,” she says wistfully, eyes glued to her screen, as I hold the exit door open and make sure she makes it through safely.
“Me either, Ali. Me either.”