Pearl's POV:
Coffee, I needed a coffee right then. With all the noises happening around me, my migraine was coming back in full forces and nothing but a cup of coffee could save me. But that darn thing was no where to be found.
"Mrs. Anderson, Giselle is looking for you." A spot boy informed me while I was looking for coffee earnestly around the set.
"Hmm? Can you bring me a cup of coffee first, please?" I requested as I couldn’t concentrate on anything else.
"But I have to deliver these to the cameraman." He nodded towards the boxes in his both hands, I didn’t even notice them before, "But I can being it to you after this?"
"That would be really nice of you." I smiled at him apologetically and he went to get his job done.
"Why the long face?" A cheery voice came from behind me. Tu
