It was a ’20s-themed murder mystery party thrown by a friend from work. I (M26 at the time) was to play a successful Manhattan restauranteur with a big ego and a short temper. My last acting experience had been in high school but I decided to “commit to the bit” and came up with a restaurant name (“Bull & Moose”) and character backstory the night before.
My scene partner was Emma, who I’d never met, and who was playing the head chef at my restaurant. The party hostess told me beforehand that my character should be hard on her and to comment loudly on her bad taste in men. I’ll admit to looking up her Facebook profile. (We were still using Facebook back in those days.) She was sandy blonde, petit, with an exuberant smile. She was a professional dancer and had the body to match. And I noticed a few spicy pics up on her photos tab.