Stephanie regretted sitting in the back seat.
Fortunately, she carried the script with her. She read it and fiddled with the bookmark. She was going to join the crew the day after tomorrow, so she had to memorize the lines.
Emily looked at the bookmark between her fingers and asked, "What is that?"
It was a rectangular piece of paper, about ten centimeters long and two fingers wide, with a plum blossom on it.
"Bookmark." Stephanie put the bookmark in the script, revealing a section. "See? Next time I'll know where to start."
Something crossed her mind as Emily looked at the petals of the plum blossom. "Is this thing very productive?"
Although Stephanie was a little confused, she used her phone to search for a while. "It sells very well. Look, many shops are making this."
"Why asking?" Stephanie looked at Emily and said, "Do you want to be a bookmark distributor?"
"..."
Harold, who was driving, cut in, "Miss Emily can draw."