Jack Stewart seemed very pleased with himself, "Of course. When I say I will be your agent, I mean the best one."
Hannah asked him, "So, you're not going to be a director anymore?"
She remembered that Jack was studying directing and his biggest dream was to become a globally renowned director, one who would win Oscars.
Jack turned around and picked up a lipstick, "Dreams can change at any time. Being your agent doesn't stop me from being a director. I could use you in my films and save money."
Hannah blinked, seriously suggesting, "Then I want to play the role of a great beauty, preferably the kind that can overturn a nation."
Jack snorted, "You are always asking for the most."
As the two were chatting, the door to the makeup room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
Oliver Taylor rushed in anxiously, dripping in sweat, "Miss Winter, there's... there's been an accident."
Jack reprimanded him sternly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, quit spouting nonsense, Hannah is alright!"
