She muddles her way through the tongue twisting dub smash, drawing a couple of laughs from the audience. The EB head writer holds her breath. YD glances at the monitor to her right, stopping short when she sees DM occupying half the screen. She stays in character, one haughty, unimpressed eyebrow raised at the young actor.
JF frowns at the floor director, who hastily scribbles a name on her clipboard. A quick thinking camera operator points his camera backstage.
YD's surprise when she sees Alden is unscripted. So are her kilig smiles. And their chemistry.
Derrick never stood a chance.
