The way it started, Leo Stern decided I should make a publicity appearance at this soiree up in Bel Air. I wasn't happy about the deal. These Bel Air soirees are usually loaded with earnest intellectuals, and if there's one thing that upsets me it's mingling with earnest intellectuals. But Leo is my manager. What he decides I should do, I do. "Being seen at this brain brawl will be smart box office, Freddy," Leo told me. "You can use a little high-brow publicity." I could have used a little prem