There was a hefty stack of scripts in Kyle's hands as he walked through the door.
Navigating through the busy restaurant, the young man soon spotted a curious Jasmine whose eyes were already questioning him from afar with a mix of puzzled amusement.
Walking over to her, respectful apologies given to everyone he bumped into, the young man finally got to the sexy actress who was currently dressed in a stained, greasy outfit of a waitress.
"Compensating." Kyle simply responded, his tone casual and a light grin on his face as he sat down next to her on a separate, rotating stool by the counter.
"For what?" Jasmine asked, the inquisitive expression never leaving her face.
Both were currently situated in a corner of a crowded restaurant in Chinatown, NYC, one where cameras were still being set up here and there for some of the scenes in the first episode they needed to shoot.
Blank Space by Taylor Swift.
Alrighty then. Time to hit the sack guys!
See you... tomorrow? Well, time difference and be darned. I'mma go overboard so pick thy poison!
Good Night Guys!
Good Morning Fam!
Good Afternoon Punks!
Good Evening Ladies and Gents!
Good Night once again everyone!
See ya tomorrow! \^o^/