“I thought you got in late last night.”
“I did. After eleven. And I… stayed up later than that.”
“Why? You never stay up late when you shoot unless you’re actually working and have to.”
“I was just on the phone with someone, and it was fun, so we kept talking until about two.”
Kyla’s face got really close to the phone.
“Who were you talking to, Samara?”
“No one you know, so don’t worry about it.”
“Did you finally find a woman you want to you-know-what with?”
“What? No,” she lied. “Anyway, what did you need me for this early in the morningyourtime?”
“Oh, I’ve got your stuff for the next movie. Your Vancouver shoot. They need you to review everything ASAP to lock it in.”
“Well, that could’ve been an email, but okay.”
“I was up with indigestion anyway,” Kyla replied.
“Hey.”
Samara heard the voice and looked up to see Dana walk into her trailer through the open door.
“Your door is open,” Dana noted, surprised. “It’s never open.”
“Morning,” Samara said with a smile.
“Who’s that? Why are you smiling?” her assistant asked. “Turn the phone around.”
“Nope. Talk later, Kyla,” she said and hung up on her.
“Oh, sorry,” Dana spoke. “I interrupted.”
“It’s okay. We were just wrapping up.”
Dana walked in farther then and asked, “Door?”
“Oh, it was pretty cool out there this morning and kind of hot in here, so I thought I would leave it open for a few minutes. You can close it, if you want. It’s seventy now.”
“It is so cool that you can do that.” Dana smiled at her and shook her head. “And we have to go, anyway, so maybe we just head over together.”
“Right. Sure,” Samara said. “So, day two. How are you doing?”
“Surprisingly good,” Dana replied. “I’m tired.”
“Well, you stayed up late.”
“I know. Someone kept talking to me for hours. Something about LA being a great place for actors.”
Samara laughed, and they left the trailer.
“Itisa great place for actors. Did you not know that?”
“I didn’t until last night, so thanks for making sure I was aware,” Dana joked.
