"I can do it. You don't have to help." South Wesley refused.
As Amelia muttered under her breath, she tried to grab some of the stuff anyway. "I'll just take two. There are only six altogether. You'll have to go back and forth twice anyway. What if your arms get sore? Don't you have a new play starting next month? It'll be hard to perform if you're tired."
South Wesley looked at her. "You know about the play I'll be in next month?"
Amelia blurted out, "Yeah, I know. I heard about it in the fan group early on..."
Her words stopped abruptly, and she suddenly changed the subject. "Ah! Actually, I left your fan groups a while ago. You're right, I need to know my place now that I'm in this industry. There's no need to do things I shouldn't be doing. Some of my old friends from those groups mentioned it to me, but I didn't take it seriously. Mr. Wale, please don't misunderstand, it was just an offhand comment."