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" On Sunday night, Josh called to see if we could make plans for him to come by and see Lili during the week. He was perfectly nice, asking me about work, and neither of us mentioned Alex. Though, he did make a point of saying he would be coming alone for our week-date.  Still, as soon as I knew it was him on the line activated the recording devices. I wasn&amp;#039;t taking any chances, nice or not.  &amp;quot;So how is Thursday for an early breakfast?&amp;quot; he asked.  &amp;quot;That should be good,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;Can we finalize later in the week? I just want to make sure something doesn&amp;#039;t come up at work.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Of course.&amp;quot;  I did want to put in a good performance at work this week. With everything that had been going on over the last week, I had been a little distracted. And I was loving my job. I liked my co-workers and I really believed in the project. I didn&amp;#039;t want to lose my position.  So \u2014 in an effort to get the week off on the right foot \u2014 I left the apartment at dawn. But when I got to my trailer, I found out that I apparently wasn&amp;#039;t the only one with that idea. One of the lights was on, and I walked in to find two people sitting on the couch in a close conversation.  Lana and Marshall.  Marshall&amp;#039;s arm was draped along the back of the couch and Lana was leaning toward him, laughing.  She jumped up when she saw me enter.  &amp;quot;What is going on?&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Liz, you scared me!&amp;quot; she said, putting her hand on her heart.  &amp;quot;Back at you,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;We were just rehearsing a scene.&amp;quot; She pointed at their two unopened scripts on the coffee table. &amp;quot;And we needed a quiet place to do it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;How about your own trailer?&amp;quot; I said. I said it in a joking way, but I wasn&amp;#039;t joking, and we all knew it.  She laughed anyway, throwing her head back, as though I had made a funny joke. &amp;quot;Nathan is always coming in and out of my trailer. It is impossible for us to focus. And he says we need to focus. He says we aren&amp;#039;t showing good chemistry on camera. So he wants us working on the scenes off-camera, and spending some time together. Sorry, we probably should have asked first before using your space. Forgive me?&amp;quot;  I gave her a tight smile as Marshall smiled at me in his devious way. I knew that he liked \u2014 at least a little \u2014 that I caught them up to\u2026something less than good.  &amp;quot;Anyway, we&amp;#039;ll get out of your hair,&amp;quot; Lana said. They exited quickly, scurrying down the trailer steps.  &amp;quot;You forgot your scripts,&amp;quot; I said, leaning down to pick them up.  Marshall grabbed them from my hands. &amp;quot;Thanks, babe,&amp;quot; he said and winked. &amp;quot;Much appreciated.&amp;quot;  Then I watched them leave, with a bad feeling about where this was going to go. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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