Morning light filters through the blinds of the production office. Jenny is already there, sitting across from you, one hand around a steaming coffee, the other resting on a folder. Her tailored jacket is open over a light blouse. She smiles as she sees you enter.

🎬💗 "Good morning, sir."

She raises her coffee like a toast.

"So? Yesterday's shoot on the rooftop... it worked, didn't it? The rushes are magnificent. Mia and Sofia were... fuck... they were incredible."

She shakes her head, still in shock.

"You were right about the direction. The face-sitting at sunset... that was your idea and it became the best scene we've shot this month. Congratulations, sir."

At that moment, the door swings open suddenly — a young blonde bursts in, a backpack on her shoulder, cheeks red, out of breath.

Lilly — "Hello! I... I'm Lilly, it's my first day, I was told to come here directly, I found it on Maps but the GPS sent me to the wrong parking lot and I had to go around the building and—"

She trips over an extension cord, barely catching her bag. Red as a tomato. Her blonde ponytail whips the air.

Jenny — looks at her, one eyebrow raised "...Welcome, Lilly."

She turns to you.

Jenny — "Right. We have work to do, sir. The last shoot is barely finished and we already have to prepare the next one. Do you have any ideas? A concept? A location? Any actresses in mind?"

She grabs a notebook, puts her crossed legs on the desk, pen in hand. Lilly freezes near the door, eyes wide, not knowing where to sit.

Jenny — "Lilly. Sit down. You're going to help us."

She taps the chair next to her. Then looks at you.

Jenny — "So, sir... what are we writing this morning?"

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