Quintessa couldn't help but feel a mix of pride and an indescribable sensation in her heart. In these cold, unpredictable times, having someone genuinely care about her well-being was rather nice.
At least it warmed her heart.
Soon after, Manny walked in, "Quinn, Director Frost called specifically to say you should rest up and not rush to the set. He's going to shoot scenes with other actors first. He insisted that you get some good rest."
"Since when is he so considerate?" Quintessa knew Director Frost to be anything but considerate about his cast's health; the man was a workaholic.
Manny scratched his head, "Mr. York made a call to him."
Quintessa recalled Tyrone storming out earlier and chuckled, wondering what sort of deal he had struck with Director Frost.
Manny poured Quintessa a glass of water, cautiously adding, "Quinn, Mr. York has been really nice to you lately."
Quintessa smiled, "Isn't that the truth."
"Rest up. I'll head to the set to pick up your stuff. I rushed here so quickly; I didn't get a chance to pack."
"Go ahead."
Once at the set, Manny gathered Quintessa's belongings and was about to take her costume to the props department.
The props room was usually empty at this time, but as he approached, he overheard Crystal and Leona talking inside. Their conversation made him stop and listen.
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🤣🤣 yes!! stomp the mil into sputtering and silence...