Martha leaned back against the plush sofa in the green room, flipping through her shooting schedule on her tablet. She glanced up at Suri, who was sitting across from her, staring blankly out the window with a distant expression.
"Hey, Suri," Martha called, her voice tinged with excitement. "You won't believe how packed your schedule is this month. We've got ads for the new fragrance campaign on Monday and Tuesday, and then a full day of photo shoots for the fashion magazine spread on Wednesday."
Suri slowly turned her head towards Martha, nodding absentmindedly as she processed her manager's words, but her eyes remained unfocused, lost in her own thoughts.
"And Thursday," Martha continued, her enthusiasm undeterred, "You will be shooting for the designer's new collection. They're flying in from Lovelia just for this!"
