<div class="floatleft">(https://data.whicdn.com/images/1165937/large.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Producer Jessica<br/><strong>Age:</strong>39<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Paris, France<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Lunchtime<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Delaney's Date | Beach<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A French ensemble<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>N/A - Producer of Love Island<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney<br/><br/><hr/><br/>When it came time for Delaney's lunch date, something seemed a little off.<br/><br/>The crew members were hardly bothering with their cameras and a producer kept checking her phone. Finally, after a bit of time, that same producer walked over to Delaney and sat herself down on the opposite chair from the beautiful new arrival, the chair which was intended for her upcoming date; Thalia.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry but I’m afraid Thalia is unable to make it today. She had to return home due to a family emergency.” Her French accent dripped like butter from her pink stained lips.<br/><br/>“However, we are working on getting someone else here for your lunch date.” Jessica the Producer let out a bit of a sigh as she lowered her head and returned her bespectacled gaze back down to her smart phone once more. “I am just waiting to hear word from Caroline…” Jessica tutted to herself.<br/><br/>Jessica left her phone on the table, then reached over and poured each of them a little something to drink. “You don’t mind if we break into this, do you?” She asked, but didn’t actually wait for Delaney’s reply.<br/><br/>After she took a long sip, Jessica’s phone chirped, signifying that she had a new text message. It was apparently from Caroline, about the matter at hand. “Ah,” she sounded disappointed.<br/><br/>Jessica frowned as she looked over to Delaney. “I apologize Delaney, but it looks as if we cannot get someone here on such short notice.” Jessica clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth again.<br/><br/>“We will make it up to you soon, I promise. This was completely out of our hands.” She raised her hands, as if to show that they were not stained with red in guilt. “Please, stay here and eat and take as long as you would like.” Jessica stood from the chair and turned to tell her crew.