Belinda was in her dressing room, getting prepared for shooting that afternoon for the new romantic comedy she was soon to star in. Butterflies didn't remain in her stomach as she had been in quite a few, however there was another matter on her mind, something profoundly distant. The romantic comedy, called<em>Passport to Love</em>, was starring Belinda and a few of her acting friends. Albeit that she was sure that they'd be cast for this comedy, she was surprised when her makeup assistant Terry had told her of a new actor that was making his film debut in this same scene she was doing; meeting the next door neighbor in her lofty London flat. She had read the script over and over, laughing to herself often about how silly this 'neighbor character' was. She'd like to meet him in real life, and soon she figured, she'd have the chance to. Besides, he was going to have his dressing room right next to hers as she'd observed earlier. She hadn't heard of him before, but that was the case as always with these young bloods. As Terry made up her face and slipped a pair of jaw dropping white heels onto her feet, Belinda questioned him as to where the rest of her wardrobe had gone.<br/><br/>'It's still at the cleaners, love,' he said rather curtly,'Just wear a robe and make sure nothing falls out.'<br/><br/>Spendid. And she did just that, wanting to make a stable impression on her acting partner. It was a shame that she couldn't be fully dressed, but all she thought of was meeting him and getting acquainted for the role. It was vital, as she'd be the star, but it also made sense to just get acquainted. Adjusting her bra before she headed out, she pulled her robe over her shoulders. Feeling the softness of the terry cloth robe comforted her to some degree or another, and as she tied the drawstring around her waist she began to walk out of her dressing room. A distinctive aura surrounded her presence. Perhaps it was the fact that she'd just been made up for the role that was to be acted out today, yet perhaps it was because she was subconsciously preparing to meet the new actor. She knocked on his door; surely he'd answer. Standing there with her arms at her sides and a bright smile plastered on her freshly washed face, Belinda awaited the introduction that was soon to occur. Maybe he'd be shocked and maybe he wouldn't. You could never tell with some of them...