The Devil's Due
“Elizabeth peered out of the limousine window. The silhouettes of palm trees had given way to the unmistakable silhouettes of oil wells. And, not just one or two, but an entire forest of them.
“The only thing the city has more of than actors,” Alan said, “is oil.”
A few minutes later they rounded a corner and arrived at their next destination.
“Just saying hello to a few friends,” Alan said casually as their car pulled up to the Biltmore Hotel.
As they got out of the car, Elizabeth noticed again... how incredibly handsome Simon looked tonight and took hold of his hand. She knew this was hardly a vacation, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy being with her husband. Simon squeezed her hand and then wrapped it through his arm as they walked up the front staircase to the hotel.
The Biltmore was a perfect example of Los Angeles' delightful madness. It combined Italian, Spanish and, absurdly, French styles into an ornate orgy of frescos, caste bronze staircases, Mediterranean murals, and Romanesque columns.MoreLess
“The only thing the city has more of than actors,” Alan said, “is oil.”
A few minutes later they rounded a corner and arrived at their next destination.
“Just saying hello to a few friends,” Alan said casually as their car pulled up to the Biltmore Hotel.
As they got out of the car, Elizabeth noticed again... how incredibly handsome Simon looked tonight and took hold of his hand. She knew this was hardly a vacation, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy being with her husband. Simon squeezed her hand and then wrapped it through his arm as they walked up the front staircase to the hotel.
The Biltmore was a perfect example of Los Angeles' delightful madness. It combined Italian, Spanish and, absurdly, French styles into an ornate orgy of frescos, caste bronze staircases, Mediterranean murals, and Romanesque columns.MoreLess
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