Any time I was brave enough to bring up a topic of conversation, instead of just responding to whatever he wanted to talk about, I held my breath, because I didn’t know which Hugh Hefner I would get. Either he would smile and offer a few words back and engage with me: “I love Greece, yes, it’s a beautiful country.” Or he would get angry, sharp, and dismissive. “Why go anywhere when you can live here?” He said that often.
