What's Happening!! - 6/29/08
Lindsay Davis - New York Times
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This Week's Gossip
Last Sunday I finally talked Diego into letting us use Central Park again for our walk, but he did send Jason Maloney along to make sure we were totally safe. I think Mary might have gotten her first kiss from Jason under a tree while Rachel and I bought ice cream sandwiches from a vendor. With Mary, you can never be sure where her next adventure might lead her.
Speaking of adventures, I decided to call that Richard Sawyer fellow that was a witness in Vicki Jenkins' recent trial. In the trial he identified himself as the owner of a modeling and acting agency. I asked him if we might have dinner at the Four Seasons where I could interview him for my column. He agreed, saying he had read my column fairly often.
I beat him there by only a few minutes and had just been seated at a nice private booth away from the main stage when he walked in. The hostess ushered him over my way, and I rose to greet him. We exchanged the prerequisite hand shake, and sat down on opposite sides. We ordered wine and chatted a bit before ordering dinner.
I gathered some information about his agency, then asked him point blank if he thought Vicki really stole the Fancy Vivid Blue. He said he knows it wasn't him, but he did consider her the most viable suspect. I then asked him if he was really there purchasing sexual favors. He laughed saying that wasn't his style, he had much better ways to gain a female's attention.
That was when I felt his knee bumping mine under the table. It was obvious he considered me a person of interest. I laughed openly and just gripped his knee between mine. When dinner arrived, I released his knee while we ate. It was my turn so I slipped off my shoe after dinner and casually placed my stocking clad foot in his lap as we discussed dessert. He said dessert might be fine, but it might be better accomplished in a more private location, so I took him home with me. It turns out he does have some talents that I like.
I was quite surprised to see a photo on YouTube of Yvette with the same Richard Sawyer I took home this week. The photo is very, shall I say, intimate. There is no doubt where Richard's hand lies and I'll bet this will not make Frenchie's Pilot Boy, Jason, happy!
I made my way over to Mahoney's Irish Pub on Saturday night, a bar that I frequent quite a bit. Barbara Swan was behind the bar and I was enjoying my normal frosted mug of Killian's Red Ale when a sexy redhead walked in and took a seat two stools away. It turned out this Garie Garrison claimed to be an exotic dancer looking for work.
Denny Mahoney walked out from his office in the back a few minutes later and negotiations commenced quickly. Since Denny's normal Saturday night treat, Jamie Peterson, was out of town that week, Denny made her an offer to audition. Garie simply smiled and said she would perform for just tips and went in the dressing room.
Minutes later we all watched a stunningly clever performance where Garie rattled off a limerick as she stripped. The place went wild and she probably collected well over a hundred dollars as the men stuffed bills in her panties.
Denny offered her $50 per set, one per hour, plus tips, and Garie accepted. She'll be staying with Barb at her apartment until she finds a place of her own. I jokingly said Garie might have a little Irish in her, possibly soon, based on the way Denny was chatting her down.
A cell phone call from Diego around midnight had me stepping out front of Mahoney's where he picked me up in his limo. I guess his dinner date with that English model, Sarah Alexander, didn't pan out as he expected. As we entered his Upper East Side brownstone mansion I jokingly said, "Gee, the Silver Fox doesn't always score, does he?" That earned me a playful slap on the bottom, something that always tells me he loves me.
Entertainment
This Tuesday night, July 1st at 10:00 pm ET, the Off-Broadway Creative Arts Theatre will be dark as Rachel continues to run her plays on alternate weeks.
