“Yeah,Bray, stay in your own light,” Samara teased her.
“Sorry,” Dana replied, laughing a little as she backed up while the makeup team approached Samara to apply a fresh layer of powder that she couldn’t wait to remove later.
The lights weren’t too bad today, which was nice. It was supposed to be night in the bar, so the outside of the building had been covered up to ensure no sunlight got through, which helped.
“All right! Let’s do that again,” Reed said. “Jessica, can I get you to move just a few inches to your right?”
The actress playing Jessica moved.
“Thanks. Let’s try it again the same way and at the same pace. I might want to speed up the banter in the next take, but let’s see what we get.”
“And stay in your light there, Bray. Don’t forget,” Samara teased again.
“Afraid I’ll steal that spotlight from you with this new haircut?” Dana asked, running her hand through it.
“Dana! Why the hell did you do that?” Reed half-yelled. “You messed up your hair. Hair!”
Samara laughed and said, “You got in trouble.”
“Shit. Sorry. Forgot,” Dana replied.
“Rookie,” the actress playing Maggie said.
“Excuse me?” Samara glared at her.
“Nothing. Sorry,” the woman replied.
“Well, next time you want to make a comment about Dana, you might want to remember that she’s the lead here and you’re supporting cast,” Samara stated.
“Samara, it’s okay,” Dana said as her hand went to the small of Samara’s back. “Iama rookie, and itwasa rookie move. You didn’t mean it that way, did you?” she asked the actress.
“No, I was just joking. Sorry,” the woman said.
Samara reluctantly turned off her glare, which she could see had scared her fellow actor a little, and then, she felt the hand on her back disappear as the hair team showed up to fix Dana’s hair.
It had gone on like that for the next several hours, with them taking breaks here and there, breaking for lunch, going back into the room, and doing it all over again with just Bray and Stella. Take after take after take, and Samara was already exhausted, but they only had this bar for a couple of days, so they had to rush to get all of these important scenes now, or they might run out of time in their location and have to redo it all later somewhere else.
“Hey, what are you doing for dinner?” she asked Dana when they broke after six.
“Nothing. Trailer, I guess, like lunch.”
“Sorry. I had a call at lunch, or I would have eaten with you.”
“It’s okay,” Dana told her as they walked toward their trailers. “It’s like my first day at a new school, kind of. I didn’t want to eat in the tent because I just worked in catering yesterday, and it would’ve felt too weird, so I grabbed some stuff really fast and disappeared in my trailer.”
“Want to eat dinner with me?” Samara offered.
“Sure.”
“Jana?” Samara said to the PA following behind them.
“Yeah?”
“Can you grab Dana something to eat? I assume my food will meet me at my trailer, but they won’t have anything for her there.”
“Sure. What do you want, Dana?”
“Whatever. I’m not picky.”
