Marie wasnt sure she was really needed here.  She was makeup and this was just a rehearsal.  She walked around the room, sitting down and pulling out a note book.  She might see if there was another job going, she didnt think this lot needed her. Besides she felt so old compared to these kids.  She sighed, watching them, then making a few notes.  She wasnt really feeling like writing.  She wasnt sure what she wanted to do really.  One thing was she needed to find a decent job, this lot of kids really didnt need her.