"Hey, dear Gwyneth, why are you sitting here all alone?" Adrian's teasing voice rang in Gwyneth's ear as the girl sitting alone at the bar drinking looked up at him with a light hum but didn't answer.
Of course, she was just being a little petulant, so she soon sighed: "I'm not content, Ed."
"What's there to be discontent about?" Adrian sat down next to her with a laugh, "There's winning and losing; if you lose this time, just win it back next time. I should be the one who's discontent, managing to let the award slip away despite having three nominations for the same category."
"That's not the same, for you, getting a nomination is an easy thing," Gwyneth said softly, downing the amber liquid in her glass before looking at him with dissatisfaction, "You're biased!"
Adrian smiled slightly: "You're right, getting a nomination for Best Director is indeed easy for me, which is why getting you another nomination for Best Actress is also very simple."
