It’s after midnight and I’m shooting in Soho (New York) with a celebrity. The celebrity is in his limo while I’m lining up a shot and his rep comes over and…
‘…we need some blow.’
‘What?’
‘He needs some blow.’
See that guy over there? (it was the needless account exec prancing around)
‘Yes.’
‘He’s in charge of pharmaceuticals. He’ll take good care of you.’
The rep goes over to the account guy and I can’t read lips but after the initial smarmy smile, the account guy lost it. I guess he didn’t realize it was part of his job description.