“Somehow the waters part, and by the time I pull up to the valet at the Biltmore Hotel in downtown L.A., I’m early but officially hyperventilating…I walk through the majestic foyer, past the huge mural, and head down the regal stairs into the Rendezvous Court. A vast fountain in the center anchors this hangar of a room. Tables and chairs swirl around the fountain. The room is filled with chattering patrons, uptight businessmen with open files and cups of coffee, and tourists who don’t quite know what to make of all this pomp. I scan the room for the television duo.”