<div class="floatright">(http://guysr.us/files/2011/08/Jonathan-Jesensky-1.jpg)</div>David sipped his coffee as he read his new book over breakfast. This Rothfus guy was right up there with his favorite authors already and he only had three books out so far. Then he looked at the clock.<em>Shit!</em>He was about to be running late. He chugged the remainder of his coffee and bolted for the door. He was wearing his usual boots, jeans, and an old Amonamarth shirt. As he thought of it, he grabbed one of his edgier leather coats from the rack beside the door and moved as fast as he could, locking the door behind himself on the way out. He couldn't believe he had gotten so absorbed into a book again. That settled it. No more reading before work. It was too risky. He felt lucky as he slid into the driver's seat of his 69 charger and peeled out of the lot and onto the road. The shoot was going to be on an actual plane this time. He would simply play off being some rock star for the character and roll with the punches. They needed variety in the wardrobe department anyway.<br/><br/>He pulled up along side a red Ferrari, must mean Slider would be there too, and killed the power. He always had to shake his head and blink a bit when he did. The sudden absence of the roar from the engine always left him a little dazed. He got out quickly and headed for the caravan area. Yep. Slider was there, doing his usual stand offish thing. He gave his costar a small grin and wave as he entered. David wasn't really one for much talk either on or off set. On set, he figured the audience would rather hear the girls than him, so he was quiet. Off set, he wasn't very good around most people, so he was quiet. He allowed himself a small smirk at the thought. He was quiet all around really.<br/><br/>He looked around the room as he entered. It was starting to get a bit crowded. Kim Lee, Jorgen, Maverick, and even Sarah/Stephanie Starr were all there with the new girl. David smiled and approached, knowing Sarah would likely want to do something to his hair. She always did. He'd been researching this Taylor Blaze for a week now and he was impressed. She had the moxie for this work. Good connections too from the looks of it. These guys didn't show up for just any production. Neither did he really, but Maverick was paid almost triple what he made.<br/>"Hey. I'm David. You must be Taylor. Nice to meet you."<br/>He held out his hand and kissed hers when it was offered. His usual bookish demeanor was slowly being put into a corner in his mind. David Teninch was not shy. He was calm, in control, and always satisfied.