Ричард Кертис (Richard Curtis)CHAPTER SIX
Room Service
The following evening, William was getting ready to go out. As usual, he was late.
'Spike? Have you seen my glasses?'
'No, I'm afraid not,' Spike answered, his eyes on the TV.
'Oh, no! Where are they? This happens every time I go to the cinema. Usually there are glasses everywhere. But when I really need them, they disappear. It's one of life's little jokes.'
William ran upstairs, then came down again.
'Right, I've got to go,' he called to Spike. 'Thanks very much for your help!'
'You're welcome. Did you find them?'
'No.'
As the door closed behind William, Spike moved on the sofa. Was he sitting on something? He reached down and pulled out William's glasses.
At the cinema, William looked a little strange as he sat next to Anna - beautiful Anna! - in his scuba diving goggles.
After the film, they decided to go for a meal in a Japanese restaurant.
'So who left who?' Anna asked.
'She left me,' replied William.
'Why?'
'She finally saw what I was really like.'
'Oh. That's not good.'
They could hear loud conversation from a table just around the corner from theirs.
'No, no, no. I'll take Anna Scott,' said a man's voice.
William and Anna listened carefully.
A second man disagreed. 'I didn't like her last film. I fell asleep ten minutes after it started.'
The first man spoke again. 'I don't really mind what the films are like. I just like watching her.'
'No, she's not my type. I prefer the other one. The one who gets excited every time you take her out for a cup of coffee.'
Anna looked at William. 'Meg Ryan,' she mouthed silently.
'You know,' said the first voice again, 'some girls don't let you near them. But Anna isn't like that. You know she wants it. She's the same as all actresses. Someone you can just...'
Anna's smile disappeared.
'Right, that's enough,' William said, standing up. He walked over to the men's table. There were four of them.
'I'm sorry, but...'
'Can I help you?' one of the men said politely.