Her early morning two days later consisted of ballet practice in a large hall at the opera. Thirty other ballet dancers were there with her, lined up next to the bar and doing the same move over and over again with music in the background. Nadia was in the middle, trying hard to focus on her muscles and find her center. But as their teacher approached, she received a scolding tap on the back of her thigh and a comment about her looking more like a pissing dog than a ballet dancer. Nadia forced an amused smile. Her teacher was probably right. Nadia's mind was completely elsewhere.<br/><br/>Around noon she left the opera and joined the other dancers on set for the music video. Nadia was slightly nervous about meeting David again and she could feel the embarrassment take over her once more. As she walked in she saw David having lunch with Patricia, who was holding David's wrist. Of course. She should have expected this, but it still came as a surprise just how jealous she could be about something that had nothing to do with ballet. Nadia tore her eyes away from the two and was led into hair and make-up. She sat next another dancer who had kept a close eye on Nadia since their arrival.<br/><br/>"Are you jealous?" The girl asked straightforwardly. Before Nadia could even open her mouth, she continued: "I understand completely. This is my fourth shoot in three months. The artist always gets everything, dancers get nothing. I'd say get used to it. They'll probably get together too, just for publicity."<br/><br/>Nadia glared at the girl. "Even if I was jealous I don't see how that's any of your business." She sighed and closed her eyes so her eyeshadow could be finished. "I really don't have time for that kind of stuff anyway. You should know since you've been so busy."<br/><br/>The girl giggled. "Don't be so grumpy! Look, it's fine to feel that way. I'm just trying to comfort you, make you realize that maybe you deserve something else than an actor who's going to go from one woman to another depending on the shoot." She looked over to Nadia. "They call it chemistry. I call it bullshit."<br/><br/>"You sound like you had you heart broken by someone." Nadia spoke nonchalantly. "I told you it's fine, I don't need anyone's comfort. Your efforts are appreciated but not needed." She gave the girl a short smile once her freckled had been covered and the joined the other dancers who were being briefed by the choreographer.<br/><br/>"Alright ladies, I want to see some energy today! The same energy that got you picked during the auditions. Okay? Good!"