Chapter 99

• Intuition Films is on the top floor, and I note with another thrill that there’s no irritating security tag needed to get in to the office. Huge
• windows line one side of the room, real windows that can actually open over the Mary Poppins rooftops of Soho. The office is a warm, creative mess, with eight people stationed at computers, several couches stacked here and there, film posters all over the walls, and Roxy Music – ah! Roxy Music! – playing softly. I can see a tiny galley kitchen where a young guy in skinny jeans and a hoodie is buttering some toast.
• ‘This is your desk,’ says Katherine, depositing me next to a large desk in the far corner, next to the window. A new-looking laptop is sitting there waiting for me. ‘Most days we start at 10ish, and finish at 6 pm or so. Everything should be set up. If you need anything, call me or ask Robyn, the office manager,’ she turns and points back to a blonde woman at the other end of the office. I nod. ‘We’ve got a Luxury Project production meeting at 11 am. I ’ll come and get you.’