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Business picked up with the arrival of twinkly, golden-haired Geir Magnusson, from Iceland, who was accompanied by a tiny boy named Atlas, thirteen months, perched on his shoulder. To the untrained eye, the two looked like fugitives from an art-house film, but Wilfley seemed taken with Magnusson, a photographer and licensed helicopter pilot, who volunteered, somewhat worryingly, that he was great at “pretending." He was followed by a Hamptons-y innkeeper (grizzled, a little brash, clearly a local fixer) whom Wilfley had in mind for a beach scene involving a stick or a ball and a well-behaved canine.
While waiting to be photographed, one Law & Order type tried to sell a home elevator to another, but only the odd-jobbing resident made inquiries about the daily wage. As it turned out, it was $135 for an eight hour day plus complementary lunch, which might not have paid too many bills for upscale types.
At two o’clock, Wilfley was ascribing the poor turn-out to the weather and also the small size of the off-season talent pool when a beamish guy wearing cornrows and an upscale hoodie arrived in the auditorium after a three-hour journey from Long Island City. He worked in a machine shop, he said, but he was eager to try something new — for the money, yes, but also for possible glory. Asked if he’d heard they were looking for ‘upscale Hampton types,’ he replied, very sensibly, “What dat mean?”
At 3:45pm, Wilfley went off to find the janitor. Burridge said, “There’s always someone who turns up at the last minute, wait and see.” Sure enough, five minutes later, a slight young fellow burst into the hall. “Am I too late?” He scowled at the camera as if submitting to a mug shot. Afterwards, the latecomer, a barber by trade, remarked that this was the first job he’d tried out for since leaving a correctional facility a few weeks earlier. “You’d never guess that, would you? ‘Look at me.” His features were finely-wrought but rather brittle. “Is this the face of a jailed person?”
Having found a female extra in possession of a Mercedes, Wilfley declared the call a success, but he happened to mention that sophisticated individuals with designer wardrobes were still welcome to apply.