A most excellent dream
Last night, I enjoyed my dream very much.
I received a call that I had been cast in the next action film based on a Dan Brown book and I would be the female lead. Overjoyed was not the half of it, and then, when I learned that the star would be Benedict Cumberbatch, I could hardly contain myself.
Some of my friends were also cast and suddenly we were all in costume and doing interviews to promote the film. For some reason, we had this inane bit of dialog to do for the promo:
BC: This is Casey Marks and she plays (I forget the name).
CM: This is Benedict Cumberbatch and he plays (It wasn't Robert Langdon, but in my mind that was the character. It was something else, but I forget.)
What I said instead was 'This is Bendadict Cumberbatch..."
And he said, "Mike."
We both doubled over laughing.
For whatever reason, the promo was over and I asked him, "I don't understand why you cast me. I'm not young or beautiful and this is a role for someone who is both."
He said, "I thought you would be more interesting."
Then Angel, my cat, woke me up demanding breakfast. Stupid cat.