Cary Grant lifted Eva Marie Saint into the

Cary Grant lifted Eva Marie Saint into the upper berth of their cabin, a salacious grin on his face. Principal photography on "North by Northwest" was all but in the can: all that

remained was to tell her he, Cary Grant, was gay. "Eva, I'm gay." "Oh,"she said."Yes," "Oh,"she said. "Yes," he said."See ya then!" she said. "Um, I might be bi, actually." "Oh,"

"Well, then...bi-bi, birdy." Cary Grant quipped, unsure of how else he should respond to Eva. "Heading north?" Eva narrowed her eyes and wondered what Cary Grant meant by that.

Eva wondered way Cary Grant would think she would be heading north. She was no Commie! She opened her mouth to set him straight when suddenly

she belched. Garlicky and that was weird because she couldn't remember eating other than some Melba toast. Cary Grant looked at Eva with a look that said, "Come, on, can't you

Do better than that?" Eva blushed and before they knew everyone was staring at them. The waiter brought their steak tartare. Being hungry wolves they dove right in and finished it.

Eve, modesty being something new to her, was unaware that seeing her naked made men turn into wolves. She had yet to eat a bite and the pack leader had noticed. He was clearly ques

tioning his newfound penchant for lycanthropy. What was it about this Eve's power? The pack leader didn't know that she was, in truth, the High Priestess of the Moon.

Whenever he saw her glowing face, an ache for her rose through his body and came up to his lips in a howl. But the High Priestess of the Moon never seemed to notice him. She was

too busy looking at something else: The lunar eclipse. As the moon faded from the light, she collapsed. He had no choice but to do CPR on the priestess, and saved her life.