“Try to buy her cooperation for three,” Dean went on. “It’s probably more money than she’s seen in her whole life. If you can manage that, there’ll be a little extra something in your paycheck this week.”

“Thank you, Mr. Lawrence.” Connor stood there waiting for further instructions.

“Go do it now. You can eat your lunch later. And don’t be late for your scene.”

“No, Mr. Lawrence.”

Connor turned to go, but Dean grabbed his arm. “Did you get the Tattingers?”

Hannah tried not to react as she recognized the name of the famous champagne. She’d tasted it once at an upscale party and actually priced it out at the mall. Since it sold for more than her car payment, she hadn’t purchased a bottle.

“Yes, Mr. Lawrence, two bottles. They’re in your office.”

“Refrigerated?”

“Naturally, sir.”

“Good man, Connor. Where did you have to go to find it?”

“A little place called the Wine Cave at the Tri-County Mall.”

“Where’s that?”

“About forty minutes from here, sir.”

“Very good. You’ve been a busy little beaver, Connor. Remind me to give you some time off when we finish up here. And if there’s any champagne left, I’ll recork it and save it for you.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you, Mr. Lawrence.” Connor waited until his employer had gone back to his place at the table, and then he turned to leave.

“Wait a second, Connor,” Hannah called him back.

“Yes, Ma’am?”

“It’s Hannah. You don’t have to Ma’am me. Since you’re working through lunch, would you like a cup of coffee to go?”

“Yes, I would. Thank you very much.”

Hannah filled the largest Styrofoam cup she had and clamped on a lid. “Here you go, the best cup of Swedish Plasma in the country.”

“Thanks,” Connor said with a chuckle, but he quickly sobered. “I know you heard what Mr. Lawrence said to me and I just want you to know that I like Mrs. Henderson, and there’s no way I’m going to cheat her, even if it means disappointing Mr. Lawrence.”

“You’re a nice man, Connor. And it can’t be easy to be nice when you work for Mr. Lawrence.”

Connor smiled, but he didn’t say a word and Hannah gave him points for that. And then, just because Connor was a nice man who worked for a condescending unfeeling director who was the total opposite of nice, she stuck her foot in firmly where it didn’t belong. “If you have any trouble convincing Winnie to sign that release form, come and get me. I know her and maybe I can help.”

“Mini cherry cheesecakes?” Lisa asked, repeating what Hannah had just told her.

“That’s right. He said he needs something that can be passed around on a tray at the premiere. They’re doing all finger food.”