*Giggle* Sorry Writer, I had too!
"Okay! Places everyone, chop chop!" The Director said(this time, its a real director, not the creepy lady.) clapping her hands, holding a script in between her torso and arm.
"And in 5...4...3...2..." Lights flashed on, I was in the middle of a small kitchen, standing over a small counter, with a blender, огонь extinguisher, a bag of nails, and a stack of balonga. I had a motorcycle helmet, and on фартук on.
"Herro people!" I said, waving, inside of the cycle шлем I was smiling, the glass wasnt tinted, so Ты could see my face.
"Okay, so Ты see here, a stack...
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