Rose Byrne

Jennifer gives you a look that seems half anxious and half eager. She could stop this at any time, you think. She could say "no, fuck you" and go home. But if she doesn't, if she does look through her phone and call someone, it's a pretty good sign that she wants this to keep going, nervous as she is.

"Well?" you egg her on.

"Let's see." Jennifer seems to be taking a while.

"Are you skipping some? I said the first contact." you say, trying not to sound too rude or impatient.

"Do you want me to call my agent and invite him over for sex? I'm sure he'll be gentle." And Jennifer sticks her tongue out playfully.

You smile. This is all a game to her. Hell, it's all a game to you too. You glance over at Kate who returns her smile.

"Here's someone," Jennifer finally announces, "Byrne, Rose... Rose Byrne."

Kate smiles. The attractive, thin, British actress has been one of her favorites for a while. You can't believe what luck that Jennifer actually knows her and has her number. "How do you know her?" Kate asks.

"We worked together on X-Men" Jennifer answers. Of course, you remember.

"What's she like?" Kate asks.

"She's normal, I guess." Jennifer glances up at you, "It's not like she's crazy horny or anything. I told you, most famous people aren't like that. They won't jump if you invite them over for an orgy."

"Call" you say to Jennifer, thinking that most normal people would actually jump if they were invited over for an orgy with Jennifer Lawrence.

"What should I say?" Jennifer starts to call, still playing along.

"Tell her the truth." You instruct.

And you and Kate listen in on Jennifer's call. "Hi Rose! Hi! Good, how are you? Great. I know, it's been a while... um... well..." Jennifer glances up at you. You give her a nod. "I'm calling because I'm out with some friends... and... we'll we're about to go back to my place for an orgy.... yes.... you heard that right...." Kate shifts in her seat, clearly turned on. Jennifer breathes heavily and goes on "At my place.... and we were wondering if you wanted to join us... I understand if that's not the sort of thing you want.... what's that? umm... I guess fifteen minutes or so.... okay... okay great." And Jennifer puts down her phone.

You think that couldn't have possibly worked.

"Well?" Kate is eager.

"She said she'll meet us there." Jennifer takes a deep breath and a sip of her wine.

You raise your hand. "check please."

After a few moments, the pretty red-haired, nose-pierced waitress comes over and leaves your check. You feel empowered and as she places the check down on the table you put your hand over hers. She freezes. Jennifer stares at you shocked, knowing what you're about to do. Kate stares at you with a big smile on her face.

The red-haired waitress looks at you confused.

"When do you get off work tonight?" You grin pleasantly. You don't want to seem creepy at all.

The waitress stares at you shocked, then over at Jennifer Lawrence. Jennifer is your secret weapon, you think. This waitress has probably been hit on hundreds of times. But the presence of Jennifer makes her curious. It makes her respond. "A couple hours." She answers.

"Doing anything?" You asks calmly.

"Probably not." The waitress is still very unsure.

"Come over to our place and...." you smile at the waitress, "Jennifer Lawrence will eat you out."

A look of pure shock paints itself across the waitress's face. She looks over at Jennifer, as do you, wondering if she'll play along or be incensed at your offer on her behalf.

Jennifer looks at the waitress and licks her lips. "I'll leave the address on the receipt. Just think about it, okay?"

"Okay" the waitress barely whispers, too shocked to do anything else, and then heads off.

Kate gives you a smile of approval. And so does Jennifer, though she tries to hide it. Then, suddenly she looks alarmed, "Shit! We have to meet Rose in a few minutes. We'd better go."

And the three of you pay and head toward the car. Jumping in, blaring down the freeway, following Jennifer's instructions and arriving at her house, noticing another car already sitting in the driveway.

"Fuck!" Jennifer says "I hope she hasn't been waiting long. I hope she's not upset." She glances at you, "I hope she still wants to do this."

And when you see Rose get out of her car, when you see what she's wearing, you're pretty sure she still wants to do this.