Will
"Jay!" I waved my script in his face. "Dude, why is everything blank after my name? Am I just standing there or what?" I yawned and gave my head a shake. After last night's dinner, I was emotionally and physically spent, not only was I trying to corral all my clients via keeping in touch with email, but I still had conference calls with tour managers for Zane, not to mention butt loads of amounts of all the other s**t that I had to take care of for AD2 and their new merchandising ventures.
Add yet there I was.
On set.
In Hell.
And apparently with a blank script.
Ang and I had shared two words since carpooling to set that morning. I said hello, she said, it's early.
Okay so that was three.
Wordlessly, I'd made coffee.
She'd poured us our cups, adding sugar to mine.
We were a
