“Grab your script,” the director called to him.
“Got it.” Austin tapped his temple.
The director, who was new, didn’t believe him, so he grabbed his script for a read through. The young lady opposite him was lovely. She had lush red lips, big brown eyes and walnut colored hair. She was also the one who had made the snide remark about him.
“Austin Templeton,” he said, extending his hand. “But I expect you know that.” He flashed his most charming smile.
“Liat Fogleberg,” she replied, giving him a wan smile. “But I don’t expect you’ve heard a thing about me.”
“No, but they don’t tell me anything and I don’t get introduced unless I do it myself. I did hear…
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