Hondo said, “We don’t know, but we’ll check him out. Every lead right now is worth investigating.” He turned to Troy and said, “What are the three women’s names that are always with Moon?”
“Donna, Suri, and Willow, I don’t know their last names. They call themselves Moon’s Maidens.”
Hondo rose and I followed suit, “Thanks, we’ll be in touch.”
We left the mansion and Wilson and Ed met us outside. Wilson said, “If you need help with something, let me or Ed know.” We shook hands and left.
Archie called us as we pulled out of the mansion gates, and I put it on the car’s Bluetooth so we could both hear. I said, “Hey, Arch.” We heard weights clanking in the background, so we knew he was at the gym.
“You through at Sylvia’s?”
Hondo said, “Yep.”
“Your audition times have been moved up, so get to the Warner Brothers Studios. The gate guard will tell you where to go.”
“We’re headed that way. Thanks, Archie.”
“Sure. And Ronny, no funny stuff, and no ad-libbing. This casting director is hard line.”
I said, “How about an arched eyebrow for additional drama?”
“Go ahead. And if you do, I’ll sneak into your house one night and shave it off.”
Hondo and I grinned at each other, then Hondo said, “I’ll make sure he behaves.”
“Good. How did the talk with Sylvia go?”
Hondo said, “She gave us some info, and offered to help any way she could. We’re gonna stay on it and see what we can find.”
“Where are you off to next?”
“After the audition, we’re going to Venice and quiz locals about some guy that Bodhi was seen with the week before she disappeared.”
Archie said, “Thanks, guys.” We heard him take the phone away from his ear as someone at the gym talked to him, then he came back on, “I gotta go, one of the starlets is asking for help getting her pelvic thrusts right.”
“Hands-on help?” I said.
“Personal service at my gym, guaranteed.” Then he cut the connection.
We went through the Warner Brothers entrance with no problem and were given directions to an office not to far from Malpaso Productions. I said, “Maybe we should go in and say hi to Eastwood. You know, just to be friendly.”
“No,” Hondo said.
“He’s supposed to be a good guy, very approachable.”
“No.”
“It’s an opportunity we should not pass up. My horoscope said ‘today is the day’, so there.”
“You’ve never read a horoscope in your life. Stop talking, and study your lines, we’re almost there.”
“My, my, aren’t you just a wet blanket on a sunny day.”
“I know my lines.”
“What’s that supposed to mean? I’m a professional, too. I’m SAG-AFTRA, just like you.”
“Say your lines, then. Show me.”