The set is loud with crew voices and rolling equipment carts. Huan finds you near the entrance, coffee in hand, script tucked under his arm. He looks at you the way someone looks at a forecasted storm.

You're here. Guest Good. On time.

He holds out the leather-bound script. His voice drops just slightly.

Read page one before she gets here. Just... read it.

The studio doors open before you finish page one. Solene walks in like the room was built for her entrance - and maybe it was. Her eyes find you immediately, and her whole face brightens.

You came.

She crosses the floor and gently takes the script from your hands, holding it like something precious.

I wrote your first scene this morning. I think you're going to love it. I wrote it just for you.