If you are just tuning in to the Jeremy London series, you might want to rewind to the first and second installment... or don't... whatever. Also? It was Jeremy's birthday, so this also doubles as a slightly belated birthday present to the big man.
MY FULL SUPPORT, BRUTHA -- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Now, roll out the fiction...
Lady Estrogen (that's me, yay!) has been working diligently trying to get Jeremy into some big projects over the past few months. She's not overly good at her job, but dammit, she tries. Jeremy humors his struggling agent, but mostly because he can't be bothered finding a new one. Lady E is relaxing at a booth with red leather seats. She has a portfolio case sitting on the table and she sips her coffee as she eagerly waits for Jeremy. He enters the café and spots her, giving an unimpressed nod that he has seen her and approaches.
Jeremy London: Hey. I got your text. What was so urgent? I have a busy day today.
Lady Estrogen: Sure you do.
JL: Real nice.
LE: You know it comes from love, Jeremy.
JL: What do you want?
LE: I've had a breakthrough! I'm so excited - sit down... please.
JL: Ugh. Fine. You have 5 minutes.
LE: I love how you make time for me.
JL: The clock is ticking.
LE: Okay. Okay. Look, I want to spice up your filmography a teeny bit. I think it might do well to beef up your resume. I mean... we all do it - why not actors?
JL: What do you mean "beef up"?
LE: I got some random movie posters and I've added you to them!
JL: You can't do that! That's just fucking lying. You're ridiculous.
LE: They'll get lost in between your authentic jobs. Like I said, it's just filler. See? Here's the first one I did...
JL: GANGS OF NEW YORK?
LE: Wuh? You've heard of it?
JL: Umm, yeah. It's a pretty big movie.
LE: Huh. Never heard of it.
JL: Go figure.
LE: I think you just mocked me, but I'm going to rise above, Jeremy. RISE ABOVE.
OK. How about this one? Titanic? You like tits, right?
JL: TIE-TAN-ICK. It's another big fucking movie. And? It won, like, 10 Academy Awards.
LE: Wow. I really need to take a trip to Blockbuster.
JL: That's fucking closed, darling.
LE: WHAT THE HELL? Are you serious or just fucking with me?
JL: I never fuck... with you.
LE: Well, you're missing out, but anyway, how about this one? You can't tell me THIS one was a big hit. It's from a while back, so I used one of your younger photos.