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“I hate them both,” Thayer said, and smiled

Heeding the call to action, Mindy and Enid had scheduled an e of the board On her way down to Mindy’s, Enid paused outside Philip’s door Sure enough, she heard voices—Lola’s and that of an unidentified man who, she assumed, was Thayer Core Had Lola willfully misunderstood what she’d said? Or was she simply dumb? Enid knocked on the door

Iain “Lola?” she called out “It’s me I need to talk to you” She heard hurried whispers, and then Lola opened the door “Hi, Enid,” she said with false cheer

Enid pushed past her and found Thayer Core sitting on Philip’s couch with a script in his hand “Hello,” Enid said “And who ht you be?”

Thayer suddenly beca to shed for the past five years He stood up and held out his hand “Thayer Core, ma’am”

“Enid Merle I’m Philip’s aunt,” Enid said dryly

“Wow,” Thayer said “Lola didn’t tell me you were Philip’s aunt”

“Are you a friend of Philip’s?”

“Yes, I a ive s to talk about,” Thayer said, looking frorabbed his coat

“Don’t forget your script,” Enid said to him

“Right,” Thayer said He exchanged a look with Lola, who smiled stiffly Thayer picked up the script, and Enid followed him into the hall

They rode down to the lobby without speaking, which was fine by Thayer His head was full of ideas, and he didn’t want to lose theh interestingiteht create an entire series dedicated to the goings-on in the building He could call it “The Co-op” Or perhaps “The Lives of the Rich and Privileged”

“Goodbye,” Enid said firmly when the elevator doors opened into the lobby Thayer nodded at her and hurried out All he needed to continue his attack on the residents of One Fifth was a steady supply of information He turned over the script in his hand and smiled It was the first draft of a screenplay by Philip Oakland with a working title of “Bloody Mary” Philip Oakland would be furious if he discovered Lola had allowed an unfinished script to get out And it wouldn’t get out as long as Lola was a good girl and played along From now on, Thayer decided, Lola could cooings-on in One Fifth, and when she was finished talking, she could give him a blow job

Enid rang Mindy’s bell The door was opened by Sa he was sick He led Enid into the tiny living rooed in a fierce discussion about Paul Rice

“Can’t we force him to allow Time Warner into his apartment?”