But when the smell hits me, I feel suddenly famished. The nerves of revealing parts of my past must have subdued my appetite, I realise. But now it’s over with, and nothing terrible happened, I am ready to eat. As we enter the room, we see the rest of the cast has already arrived. I grin. Lorna is talking to a young male props handler who I recognise from our early rehearsals. “Shall we get some food?” asks Callum. This time, he’s including Natalie in the conversation. And I realise that the Berkeley Method is having the same effect on him as it is on me. It’s making him warm towards Natalie Ennis. Who’d have thought it? I smile to myself, wondering if this isn’t part of James’s genius. “Sure,” replies Natalie. She stares over at the buffet. “Bread,” she says with a grin. “Goody.” Knowing her usual refusal to have carbs in her presence, Callum and I exchange glances.
