Sebastian Stan

Third contact

"What happend? You smiled since the morning. And you are not a morning person." Chris Evans talks to Sebastian on set. "Nothing. I'm just in a good mood." Sebastian grins over his ears. "No. No. No. This is not only good mood. What happened?" "I met somebody." "Really. Who is she?" "Why do you think it is a girl?" "Because you look in love." "No. I only like her." "Okay." Chris grins. "Maybe you will meet her in the afternoon." He opens his eyes. "You invited her to the studio?" "Yeah." "Wow. She must be special. Since when did you know her?" "Since two days." "Wow. Incredible." Sebastian grins. Muttering to himself. "Yeah. She is."

The lectures were interesting. The poster session fruitful. I am freshly showered and casually on the way to the studio. Have packed in the backpack but a few change clothes. The way was easy to find. Ben had left me a location description at the reception. I am standing in front of the little house of the gate. "Good afternoon. My name is YN/YLN. I hope somebody deposits a permission for me." The guard looks at his list. Smile suddenly. "Yes. Doctor YLN. Mister Stan let bail this for you." He pushes a pass on the collar through the speech window. I accept it. It is a membership card of the crew. "Thank you very much. Can you tell me where I can find him?" He grins. "He is in the studio 12." I follow the gesture of his hand with his eyes. Can the big 12 already see. I smile at him. "Thank you. I wish you a nice day." He smiles back. Nods. I'm on my way.

The gate is open. Busy buzzes in the building. I can not discover Sebastian anywhere. Next to the entrance are two men. "I'm fucked. It does not work. The flour will not burn or explode." "Maybe we have to change the stunt or make a computer animation." "But the experiment sound so simple. I do not know why it not works." I stand next to them. "Excuse me. I heard your discussion and had a theory." I smile at both. They look at my map. Smile too. "Go on." I take a deep breath. "When you try to make a dust explosion, there are three important facts. You really need fine dust. You need oxygen, about 10-20% in the air. And you need sparks." Both nod. "Maybe your oxygen level is too low. But I think your dust is not fine enough. What do you use?" "Normal flour. What you can use for bakery." "Okay. How much?" "10g." "Volume of the experiment?" "1 cubic meter." I smile. "I see the problem. You use too less flour. You need 6 big spoon of flour in this volume. The particle size of american flour and german flour are round about equal. You need 60g in 1 cubic meter." "That's all?" I smile. "Yes. That's all." Both think twice. "I think we will start a new shot now. Thanks." And they are gone. When I look around again I see Sebastian. He wears his Winter Soldier costume. My fangirl screams. Drops on the ground and begins to drool uncontrollably. He comes up to me. "Hey YN. You are here." He hugs me. "Hey." I let my eyes touch him. He grins. "Do you like what you see?" "You do not know how much." My eyes just big. I breathe hard. "My inner fangril is drolling." He stretches her chest out. Is proud. He takes my left hand. Pull me with you. In front of us a troop of people. My heart almost jumps out of my chest. I take a deep breath. Try to stay calm. "Hey Fellas. This is YN. YN these are the gang. I think you know everybody." I wave to them. "Hey. Nice to meet you." One arm suddenly goes around my waist. "Hey cutie. How did a dork like Sebastian meet a lovely woman like you?" I turn around. Next to me is Robert Downey Junior. Has put on his typical grin. I imitate it. "What can I say. I helped a damsel in distress. And now he owns me a good time." Robert looks at me dumbfounded. "Wow. Good response." He turns to Sebastian. "You did not swagger." I turn to him as well. "What did you say them about me?" Sebastian lets go of my hand. Soothingly lift both of them up. "Nothing." Robert breathes on my cheek. "Everything Sweetheart." I turn back to him. Smile diabolically. "Oh really. If that is so, then would not even a Tony Stark want to scale with me." I see Robert swallow. He turns back to Sebastian. "Can I keep her?" I put my right index finger under his chin. Breathing on his skin. "Why do not you ask me?" His eyes are growing wide. The men are roasting. "I'm a big girl. I can handle everybody by myself." Robert can not hide a flush of his cheeks. Jeremy Renner sounds. "You are gorgeous." I look at him. Grin. "I know." The women are cheering. Sebastian looks at the hand of Robert, who is still resting on my hip. His left eyebrow twitches suspiciously. Anthony Mackie and Chris Evans change a meaningful look. Suddenly you hear a small explosion. Behind a cut-off wheel you can see a bright cloud of flame stinging upwards. Two voices are looking forward to the building. "It works. It works. Hippie-ya-jey motherfucker." The owners of the utterance pass our troupe. "Hey thank you so much. It's fantastic." I smile at both. "You are welcome." Shrug. The Avenger Cast looks at me slightly disturbed. "What did you do?" I smile over my ears. "Do you really want to know?" You can watch two firemen clearing. I take a few steps to the side. Robert's arm leaves my body. Turn to Sebastian. "Maybe you excluded the part about the mad scientist." He looks at me, stunned. I'm giggling. A gentle smile laps over his lips. "So guys and ladies. We want to take a movie. It's the last scene for today. Take your places." Joss Whedon approaches us with these words. Sebastian suddenly takes my left again. Feel his breath on my cheek. "Take a seat. Enjoy the show." He nods his head to some free chairs. I follow his gaze. Turn back to him. His face just ahead of mine. I look into his blue eyes. He can see my rays. I smile at him and nod. The shoot continues.