LOS ANGELES — Here are two stories told by an actor; try to guess who it is.
One: She is among a star-studded group at the home of a very famous writer for a play reading. Afterward, the writer unexpectedly suggests the guests help him scatter the ashes of an equally famous comedic actress in his garden. "She left him part of her ashes and he said he had been waiting for the right time to sprinkle them." Now was that time. "It was an unusual moment. I did a Broadway show with her; her dressing room was right down the hall. It was ... not what I expected when I went."
Two: She is working with a trainer, running up and down the steps of the Hollywood Bowl. "It's killing me and just as I get up to the final step, there is this family, scattering someone's ashes and — I swear to God this is true — I inhaled a face-full of those ashes. It was terrible. I felt so bad."
