I run back into my office to grab the ringing phone on my desk.
"Hello Ellen DeGeneres speaking."
"Why hello Ellen." A man with a deep south american accent says down the phone.
"I don't mean to be rude but who is this."
"Ahh I'm just getting to that don't worry. My name is Mark I'm one of the committee members for the Hollywood walk of fame. I'm just ringing you to let you know that you have been chosen as one of our honorary members for this month."
"Excuse me" i reply not quite knowing what to say. The man on the other end of the phone laughs clearly being used to strange reactions.
"Congratulations Ellen. We would obviously like to set up a meeting to agree on date for your ceremony and run you through some of the details. When would be possible for that to happen?"
"Wow I don't quite know what to say. Erm..I'll just contact my PA she has my diary. Can I put you on hold a second whilst I go grab her."
"Sure thing." I press the hold button before dialing my PA's number.
"Ellen" she says concerned that i'm ringing her out of the blue.
"Hey, don't worry it's nothing wrong. I'm just on the phone with someone from the hollywood walk of fame committee. They want to arrange a meeting to discuss my ceremony. I'm getting a star on the walk of fame." I say not quite believing it.
"Wow congratulations!" she exclaims down the phone.
"Thank you I don't think it's really sunk in yet."
"Ah I'm sure it will. Now if you're looking for a meeting as soon as possible we can go for this Friday?"
"Okay, how about if that's not possible?"
"Hmmm...you're probably looking at the Friday after. You're pretty busy next week."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem. See you tomorrow."
"And you."
"Bye." she responds before clicking off the phone. I switch the call back to Mark.
"Hi Mark. Sorry about that."
"No worries."
"So I'm free this Friday if that's a good day for you?"
"Sounds fantastic."
"Brilliant. Is about 1 o clock okay?"
"Yeah great. If you come over to the headquarters someone will escort you to the correct room."
"Okay thanks Mark."
"See you Ellen."
"Bye." I say hanging up the phone. In my excitement I run around the office telling everyone I see before Mary quietly reminds me that we have a show to get on and tape. As we finish up I am itching to get home to tell Portia. I haven't rang her yet as I know she is busy filming Arrested Development and I don't want her phone to go off in the middle of a take. As has become routine for the last few weeks Portia is back merely minutes before me. I jump out of the car running into the house.
"PORTIA!" I shout.
"IN THE KITCHEN." I run to the kitchen bouncing around like a five-year old child.
Portia's POV
I hear my wifes footsteps entering the kitchen as I turn around from where I am pouring us two coffees. She jumps into the kitchen bouncing around like a child. I laugh at her enthusiasm wondering what has got her so excited.
"You look excited." I remark playfully.
"You'll never guess what baby!" she exclaims running around the island in our kitchen to grab my hands.
"What?"
"I'm getting a star on the Walk of Fame!" she exclaims jumping up even further. I take a second to process as my mouth drops open.
"Oh my god are you serious?"
"Yeah! Some guy called Mark rang to arrange a meeting for Friday."
"Wow baby." I say placing my hands on her cheeks and pulling her lips onto mine. "Congratulations" I say as I pull back from her.
"Mmm best congratulations yet." she whispers.
"I heard that." I say chuckling at my wife's apparent lack of control over her mouth.
"Well it was."
"Good because theres more where that came from." I say this time allowing myself to get lost in my wifes kiss. Our tongues entwine in a dance only we can feel. I finally pull away when I can no longer hold my breath.
"Mmm I like the sound of that."
"Thank you I don't think it's really sunk in yet."
"Ah I'm sure it will. Now if you're looking for a meeting as soon as possible we can go for this Friday?"
"Okay, how about if that's not possible?"
"Hmmm...you're probably looking at the Friday after. You're pretty busy next week."
"Okay. Thank you."
"No problem. See you tomorrow."
"And you."
"Bye." she responds before clicking off the phone. I switch the call back to Mark.
"Hi Mark. Sorry about that."
"No worries."
"So I'm free this Friday if that's a good day for you?"
"Sounds fantastic."
"Brilliant. Is about 1 o clock okay?"
"Yeah great. If you come over to the headquarters someone will escort you to the correct room."
"Okay thanks Mark."
"See you Ellen."
"Bye." I say hanging up the phone. In my excitement I run around the office telling everyone I see before Mary quietly reminds me that we have a show to get on and tape. As we finish up I am itching to get home to tell Portia. I haven't rang her yet as I know she is busy filming Arrested Development and I don't want her phone to go off in the middle of a take. As has become routine for the last few weeks Portia is back merely minutes before me. I jump out of the car running into the house.
"PORTIA!" I shout.
"IN THE KITCHEN." I run to the kitchen bouncing around like a five-year old child.
Portia's POV
I hear my wifes footsteps entering the kitchen as I turn around from where I am pouring us two coffees. She jumps into the kitchen bouncing around like a child. I laugh at her enthusiasm wondering what has got her so excited.
"You look excited." I remark playfully.
"You'll never guess what baby!" she exclaims running around the island in our kitchen to grab my hands.
"What?"
"I'm getting a star on the Walk of Fame!" she exclaims jumping up even further. I take a second to process as my mouth drops open.
"Oh my god are you serious?"
"Yeah! Some guy called Mark rang to arrange a meeting for Friday."
"Wow baby." I say placing my hands on her cheeks and pulling her lips onto mine. "Congratulations" I say as I pull back from her.
"Mmm best congratulations yet." she whispers.
"I heard that." I say chuckling at my wife's apparent lack of control over her mouth.
"Well it was."
"Good because theres more where that came from." I say this time allowing myself to get lost in my wifes kiss. Our tongues entwine in a dance only we can feel. I finally pull away when I can no longer hold my breath.
"Mmm I like the sound of that."
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