People get it. My fans get it.â
Emily took a deep breath and tried to keep her voice even. âOkay, maybe. But some fans might not. The Jewish ones in particular. Or anyone who was not in favor of the Holocaust, which is probably a lot of people. Certainly your sponsorsâUniqlo, Lexus, SmartWaterâwonât be thrilled. And I donât imagine Sony will be either. So Iâve come up with a plan to extricate you from all this ugliness. One hundred percent clean, a do-over. As long as you listen and play your part well, this will all go away, I promise.â
Rizzo didnât appear particularly impressed, but he looked at her and waited.
âIâll call all my contacts at the usuals: the Post , HuffPo , TMZ, Variety , etcetera, and explain how you thought the swastika was an ancient Buddhist symbol of peace. Weâll play the idiot card. Just a role, but important to play up: youâre young and inexperienced and horrified that you offended anyone. You read about the symbol in a Buddhist text you were studying for a meditation class and really connected with its peaceful message.â
âYoung and inexperienced?â
âYouâre not, of course,â Emily said. âThatâs just the part youâre going to play.â When he didnât say anything, she continued, âYou willmake yourself available for all respectable interviews, where youâll be contrite and apologetic. Youâll make a massive donation to the ADL. Youâll pay a very public visit to the Holocaust Museum in D.C., where youâll meet with Jewish clergy and issue a formal statement stressing that this was all a mistake and a misunderstanding and not at all representative of who you are. Youâll repeat it a thousand times, or however many it takes, with genuine sincerity, until the story shifts gears and you suddenly become a champion of peace and a defender of persecuted peoples everywhere. Trust me, we can get there so long as we all follow the script.â
âThatâs smart,â Helene said, nodding. âEmilyâs plan sounds like exactly what we need.â
Rizzo snorted. âReally? I think it sounds asinine. Iâm supposed to go out there and pretend like Iâm some sort of idiot?â
Emily could feel Helene trying just as hard as she was not to exchange any glances.
âI mean, this is all such bullshit. Total overkill.â
âDo you have another suggestion?â Emily asked, her voice as neutral as she could manage. He really was as huge a fucking idiot as sheâd imagined he would be.
âYeah, dude, Iâll post an explanationâthat I was just having fun on New Yearâs and never wanted to piss anyone off. I mean, I donât have anything against Jews. My agent is Jewish. My accountant is Jewish. Hell, all of my lawyers are Jewish. My fans know Iâm not a hater.â
âRizzo, I canât express strongly enough that the best response is definitely not âsome of my best friends are Jewish,âââ Emily said. âI really donât think you can get away with Snapchatting a âmy badâ and expect it all to go away. Because it wonât.â
âIf I post it to Linger, thatâs exactly what will happen.â
Emily had no idea what Linger was, but she wasnât about to admit it. âRizzo, this is what I do. Affleck after the nanny. Bieber after the wanker pictures. Kevin Spacey after the fourteen-year-old. DUIs. Drunkenrants at cops. Political rants at Oscars. Shoplifting. More sex tapes than I could ever count. I can help you.â
âCool,â he said. âIâll think about it and get back to you.â And before Emily could mask her shock, he strolled out of the gym and closed the door behind him.
Emily looked to Helene, who shrugged. âHeâs just like that,â she said. âHe knows youâre right.â
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Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley