If my eyes had lasers, they'd be going right for his head. How dare he almost harm a child for a few pictures. There's a difference between being money motivated and being outright greedy. It takes everything in me not to walk over there and smack him into the astral plane. The director looks just as pissed as I am. The cops are called and I head to my car to get the spare change of clothes I keep in the car for this very situation. This is the second time, in a 7 day period, that someone has spilled coffee on me. Why didn't it hurt like this last time though?
"Astra!"
I see Will run over to me looking concerned.
"I'm so sorry, are you ok?"
"I'm fine. Just some light burns from the coffee."
"I'll have someone pick up something for that."
"Will, I'm the 'someone' remember? It's my job to run to those errands for you. I just need to find some aloe vera and someone to put it on me."
"I can help with that."
We see Joy's mom holding a bottle of it.
