As Nadia passed, David couldn't help but look at her. His look was a mix of emotions, unsure of what Nadia would do. He thought he saw her look at him for a moment, or maybe not. He was focused on Patricia who happened to be holding his wrist. He pulled back as soon as he realized what it might look like, hoping Nadia would see... but she was already gone. He grabbed the table, holding tightly. He wasn't sure what to do. Should he get up and talk to Nadia? No, she was busy, and she needed time. They needed time even though he didn't want it.<br/><br/>Patricia looked at David, studying him and his emotions like an open book. "It's about her, isn't it?" she asked him, with a clear touch of jealousy.<br/><br/>"Who?" David tried to keep it cool.<br/><br/>"The red headed dancer. There's something going on between the two of you, right?" Patricia certainly wasn't happy, but she was hiding it as best as she could by trying to smile.<br/><br/>"Trust me, there's nothing going on between us." He was clearly trying to do damage control now. The last thing Nadia needed was a jealous diva in charge of her fate on set.<br/><br/>Patricia looked David over, who played it cool and smiled. He was putting his acting skills to good use right now, as much as his insides were churning. It seemed to calm her down as she continued to eat. As they finished up, the crew got up to get back to work, and David went to get his make-up touched up and his hair was shaken a bit with product. He made his way onto set and there were a sea of people working on everything from lighting, to setting up a green screen.<br/><br/>David got on set and Patricia was there waiting with the director. "Alright, here Patricia is going to sing her verse," the director explained. "and you're going to stand there, giving her some of your eyes of passion. Then I want to see the drive of desire feeding out from your inside like they're ready to burst. I want to see you burst all over her!"<br/><br/>David couldn't help but laugh for a moment, but he pushed it back inside. This man really was a terrible director. Although David knew what the director wanted, the same thing he always wanted. Luckily the director seemed too busy and distracted to care about David's chuckle. Patricia smiled, "alright you ready?" she asked as she put her arm around his waist. They had been so close this morning that clearly Patricia felt she could invade his personal space whenever she wanted, even if he didn't want it. As soon as the dancers entered though, David moved away from her as if to get into first position. Patricia noted the obvious shift away from her.<br/><br/>"Alright first positions!" yelled the Assistant Director. "Roll playback!" The music they had heard a million times over already, the one they were getting sick of to their bones, started to play. "Roll camera!"<br/><br/>"Camera Speed!" yelled the Director of Photography.<br/><br/>"And action!" screamed the director.<br/><br/>Patricia started to sing alongside the song, which was important for a a good lip sing. David stood there, his feet apart, trying to feel drawn to Patricia. Yet it wasn't there, just like in the morning. He tried to focus on Patricia as he stood there like some awkward perverted stalker eyeing her from a distance. He put his game face on... but it wasn't there.<br/><br/>"Cut!" yelled the director mid way through the song. He ran to up to David, "Alright, all I'm seeing is this," the director stood there like a stick. "When what I want to see is this," the director started swaying his arms and body, staring at David with half closed eyes and pouty lips. He was a strange man. "Alright first positions!"<br/><br/>The AD made his calls and the director yelled, "Action!"<br/><br/>David tried to copy what the director wanted, but with a more serious tone, feeling the passion for Patricia. Yet the connection he felt was no longer there. It was gone, completely, and David was pissed.<span style="font-style: italic">Why did Nadia have to tell him she had feelings for me?</span>he thought to himself. "Cut!" once again. David was losing it, and he couldn't help but look at Nadia a few times, even if he didn't want to, trying to gauge her reaction to it all.<br/><br/>Patricia looked at David, then to Nadia. She turned and faced Nadia and pointed at her, yelling so all could hear. "I want her out!"<br/><br/>The AD ran up to Patricia, "You can't fire a dancer, that's up to the producer."<br/><br/>"Then I want to talk to the producer!" she yelled.<br/><br/>Patricia walked off set with the AD, and everyone looked around flabbergasted. David looked at Nadia with an apologetic look. He was really screwing things up now.