My First Meeting with Paul

When I first passed an early draft of the script to my good friend and producer Paul, he read it over and looked at me soberly. "Spence, you know what they say about kids and animals, right?" I nodded. "And you want to do a stunt in here, too?" I nodded again. "With a bird?" I didn't know what to tell him. "Yes," I said. Paul looked back at the page with a crease in his brow. The server came and took our plates away. Then the server came and left the bill. I paid the bill and the server came back with the change. The crease was still in Paul's brow. After a deep sigh, Paul finally looked up from the script, a ridiculous grin spreading across his face. "Okay," he said. "Let's do it."