There was still the uneasiness that was growing
when the fuse was still burning,
but
it was
business as usual.
Basically, you got
such-and-so on line one,
such-and-so on line two.
Traffic,
Wilshire,
Santa Monica.
Bunch of us had go to lunch at the
the Grill
in Beverly Hills.
Um,
gain major
show business dead center business restaurant,
kinda loud but genteel.
The... there was an incipient panic-
you could just feel-
the tension
in the
restaurant
it
was palpable,
it was tangible,
you could cut it with a knife.
All anyone was talking
about, you could hear little bits
of information-
did ya hear?
did ya hear?
It's like we were transmitting
thoughts
to each other
all across the restaurant,
we were transmitting thoughts to each other.
All the,
frankly, the
white
upper cla**,
upper middle cla**-
whatever your,
the
definition is-
white successful...
spending too much money,
too, ya know, too good a restaurant,
that kinda thing.
We were just getting ourselves into a frenzy,
which I think a lot of it
involved
guilt,
just generic guilt.
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