We were in a network meeting one day recently in Los Angeles when I mentioned, in passing during some chitchat, that Tink and I were sharing a suitcase on the trip.
I can’t imagine what in the conversation brought up this tidbit of information but, trust me, it was relevant.
A female studio executive, with whom we’ve been working closely, smiled. “You two are the cutest couple. Do you ever fight?”
“Oh, yeah,” I replied quickly. “We fight.”
“Like what? For instance, what would you fight about?”
The I-20 Fight
