Max Arrived - Felt like an Ant

I feel like an ant. My first impressions of Max B: He didn't even notice me - and fielded 9 calls on his phone, for about 45 minutes before saying hello. Then after chatting about the big yellow pillar that is over the freeway, his hand wanders over to my thigh. Okay. This is going to be one hell-of-a-production. Dropped him off at the Langham, and then had to go back to the office. The line producer Rupert H is okay, ane he wants me to book a chopper into the outback to scout locations. (Hope there's a seat for me)