"Very well." Simon finished his sandwich and stood up. "Thanks a lot for the lunch. Now I really have to go, I have to work this afternoon. See you tonight at half past seven... Remember your duty." He shook hands with Phill, giving Kate a warm smile while she was still kneeling next to her husband. Phill was right, she was incredibly beautiful and very erotic. He felt a little bit jealous: his friend had such a smart, gorgeous wife! He should seriously find a girlfriend...<br/><br/>He walked out, thinking about Kate and Phillup. Sure, the no sex command was a little mean. But control was exactly the point, so if they could restrain themselves, they were going to understand better, and enjoy themselves much more. It was going to be a long afternoon of shooting. To stop the director from shouting bloody massacre and freaking out all day long, he should come up with some mind reading skills. Simon hoped that someone else in his team was secretly a psychic. He knew he wasn't going to be very much focused on his job. And he had to cancel the drums lesson with Timothy that evening: sure, the chubby boy was talented and fast learning, and his dad was paying good money, but his friend Phill and their special dinner came first. That was going to be a very, very interesting evening.