I have him give me his credit card, and we agree to meet at the set after I get our food. I pick up a couple of breakfast sandwiches along with a couple lattes. When I arrive at the set, I see him standing outside smoking. I wonder why I always see him smoking when I come to the set. Leaning my back against the wall he's smoking by, I wait for him to stop smoking to give him his food. I cannot stand the smell of his smoke. The smell brings me back and makes me lose my appetite.
"You okay, Astra?"
"I'm fine. Here's your breakfast."
"Would've been better if you had made it."
"I would have loved nothing more than to make you breakfast this morning, but my irrational boss likes to make me do strange things in the mornings."
"That's funny. My assistant happens to be a kleptomaniac with an interest in mens underwear."
"You–"
"Good morning you two."
"Diana! Good to see you again! Medusa suits you," I say with a switch of my attitude.
