"Aiden, are you listening to me?"
Miranda, the makeup artist that was working on [Black Saints], tried to attract Aiden's attention but the young man before him was too immersed in the script in his hand, thinking about something.
She had been working in the movie industry for a long time, over 10 years actually, but she had never seen someone like Aiden who would always be looking through the script on the set.
She felt like he was trying too hard.
"Aiden, I need to start your makeup!"
Finally, she tapped on his shoulders, and he looked up. A bit of confusion was in his eyes.
"What happened, Miranda?"
"I need to get your makeup done for the scene. You should get your head out of the script, especially when you are at the end of your shooting."
Miranda shook her head, feeling like Aiden was being a bit absurd. The truth was that he wasn't actually reading his script but looking at his system prompts.