sionate； and this scruffy Dan guy was a really good actor。
I could get into this； she thought with a little thrill。 She had never
really thought about what she wanted to do with her life； but maybe
acting was her thing。
They kept reading beyond the given stopping point。 It was as
though they’d forgotten they were acting。 Vanessa frowned。 Serena
was great—they were great together—but Dan was swooning。 It was
totally nauseating。
Boys are so predictable； Vanessa thought and cleared her throat
noisily。 “Thanks； Serena。 Thanks； Dan。” She pretended to scribble
ments in her notebook。 “I’ll let you know tomorrow； okay？” she
told Serena。 In your dreams； she wrote。
“That was fun！” Serena said； smiling at Dan。
Dan gazed up at her dreamily from the bench； still hungover from
the moment。
“Marjorie； I’ll let you know tomorrow； too。 Okay？” Vanessa told the
redhead。
“ ’Kay；” Marjorie said。 “Thanks。”
Dan sat up； blinking。
“Thanks so much for letting me try out；” Serena said sweetly；
turning to go。
“See you later；” Dan said； sounding drugged。
“Bye；” Marjorie said； waving at him； and then rushing after Serena。
“Let’s practice your monologue； Dan；” Vanessa said sharply。 “I want
to shoot that first。”
“Which subway are you taking？” Marjorie asked Serena； as they
walked out of the park。
“Um；” Serena said。 She never took the subway； but it wouldn’t kill
her to ride with Marjorie。 “The 6； I guess；” she said。
“Hey； me too；” Marjorie said happily。 “We can ride together。”
It was rush hour； and the subway was packed。 Serena found herself
jammed between a woman with a huge Daffy’s bag a