"You probably will, too, for this."
"Really? Do we get a poster for a series? Where does that poster go?"
He smiled at me. "I don't actually know if we'll do a poster for this or not. I'm sure we'll do some promo photos, though. Everything's got to have a cover."
We reached the kitchen tent, and Sam held the door open for me. There were four other people inside, and we talked to them while we made our breakfast and coffee. Cameron walked intothe tent a few minutes later, and she was all business, crossing to me instantly.
"Judd and I timed it with the dialogue, and you'll have to cook with the flame on the lowest setting. We might even make some kind of extender under the pot to hold it away from the flame so you guys can take your time."
"I practiced with a cast-iron skillet on low at my house," I said to her.
She nodded. "You'll be fine, and we'll figure it out." Cameron looked me over, lost in thought. She asked what socks I was wearing tomorrow with my costume, and Sam tugged on my shirt, pulling me away from her as she spoke.
"What? Where are you guys going?" she said, noticing us moving.
"For a walk," he said. "We were heading out before you came in. If you don't need anything else, we'll see you at rehearsal in a few hours."
She waved at us, and I followed Sam outside.
"How are you so brave?" I said to him.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know, you just sort of backed away as she was talking. I would've stood there and taken notes all morning."
"Cam knows I love her. That's what rehearsal is for. We'll be taking notes from her all afternoon."
I was holding a paper cup full of coffee, and I followed Sam. He took a protein bar out of his pocket and offered it to me. I put my hand on it, but then I looked at him.
"What are you going to eat if I eat this?"
"I have another one of those in my pocket," he said. "And an Uncrustable."
I laughed as I took the bar from him and unwrapped it carefully while still holding my coffee. He did the same thingwith the little round PB&J that was in his pocket, nimbly opening it and eating a third of it in one bite.
There was a lot to behold on the ranch, and we didn’t say much to each other during that first couple of minutes on the path. He had eaten the sandwich and most of the protein bar by the time I was finishing mine.
"Are you going for a run this morning?" I asked since I had seen him jogging before.
"No, Henry's dad has a little weight room in one of the cow barns."
"I've seen it," I said.
"I was going to stop by there, but I'm not in a hurry. I thought I'd walk with you a little if you're up for it."
"Yeah, that'd be great." I walked a few strides with him, feeling reluctant to say what was really on my mind. "Are you okay talking about the scene we're doing later?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Because you told Cameron we'd talk about it later."
"No, I'm fine talking about it. I just knew Cameron would keep us there all morning."
"Okay, well, I was wondering… when you come in the kitchen, you say, 'That's not how she makes the eggs'."
He nodded, agreeing with me.
"Then you say, 'they need to be scrambled.' My question is, I'm imagining you sort of coming up behind me in that time. I wasn't sure if you were going to help me start scrambling at that point. I was thinking about it, and maybe it would be more believable if you help me scramble them a little bit before you say that next line. I don't know. I might be overthinking it."
