Seventeen
“Do you want to say it?” I asked Eddie.
He leaned out from behind the camera. “Can I?”
His scruffy face broke into a huge grin when I nodded. As the senior—aka only—producer, it was my job, my right to say it. But Eddie had done so much more work than I had on the production side of this pilot that he’d more than earned.
He turned the camera around to face himself.
“Hi America,” he said into his own lens. “I’m Eddie Monroe, trusty cameraman and jack-of-all-trades for Try It On. We’ve just finished filming the pilot episode.” He flicked his gaze briefly at me and then back at the lens. “As they say in the movies: that’s a wrap.”
He held the shot for a few seconds and then reached up and punched the record button. The camera’s red light dimmed to black.
“Finally!” Eddie shou
