Pearl Oakley gripped the steering wheel as she drove through the sprawling backlots of Riverport Studio City. As she passed the designated shooting location for the Young Prodigy Production, she noticed the area was dim. The massive arc lights were cold, and the gates were already chained shut.
She couldn't help but feel a pang of intense envy. In all her years as an assistant in the industry, the Little Actors crew was the most civilized production she had ever witnessed. Every day, before the sun even touched the horizon, they were already punching out and heading home. It was a lifestyle she could only dream of.
She glanced at the woman in the backseat. Her "lady," Serena Waverly, didn't have it so easy.
As they drove further into the heart of the studios toward the Vermilion Lips se
