Anthony made his way to Ingrid’s studio, where she was setting up her lights. He frowned as soon as he saw her and had to remember that people could just be a little…dedicated about how they wanted their light. He just made a conscious note to keep her settings in mind, knowing they could change depending on the shoot, but also understood that most people had a set pattern with stuff that required placement.<br/><br/>He stood to the side respectfully until she was done setting the light she was on, and then moved in while she was between jobs. “Hello, Ms. Schmidt. I’m Anthony, your new assistant. It’s a pleasure to meet you” He said as he outstretched his hand. His smile was all charm, though more friendly than kiss-ass. He didn’t know her well enough to kiss ass yet, even if he had to. She looked like a real ball-buster, and it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that he had his misgivings, but one could never judge a book by its cover, no matter how interesting the illustrations.<br/><br/>When they were done with introductions, he waved a hand over to the light she was going to before he interrupted her “I see you enjoy working with your tools, Ms. Schmidt, and I wouldn’t mind staying out of your way, but something tells me I should get a gist of your light preferences as soon as possible. He took out his iPhone and opened an app to take notes with. In many ways, paper was dead to Anthony, and he believed in portability, so here they were.<br/><br/><br/>