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caustically.
    "Probably."
    Colin got out of the car and dusted off his jeans. He was wearing, for the time being, a white t-shirt. "See you in makeup!"
    Jaina stood by the car, watching as he ran off, leaving her with her CD player and makeup kit.
    "Yeah. Right," she grumbled. "I am so putting mascara on you today, bub."
     
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    Jaina's bad mood faded as she got into the trailer and plugged in her CD player. She dragged along a selection of CDs, and popped in the one she found the most soothing, a compilation CD she'd made once upon a time. Actually, it was just one of the songs she felt in need of hearing then.
    A calm settled over her and she smiled as she set out the makeup. Her toes kept time with the beat. She hadn't felt this at peace since the night in the club.
    Sarah, the makeup supervisor, came in then with a stack of paper, which Jaina saw was a selection of basic outlines for the makeup, just like she'd received yesterday. Jaina paused the music.
    "You've still got the designs from yesterday, right?"
    Jaina nodded. "Are these new ones?"
    "Somewhat. There are a few actors on set today who weren't yesterday. For the most part, I'll be leaving the makeup completely up to you, like I said before, but there are some specific things we'll be wanting today."
    Sarah handed the papers to Jaina. "We've got an evening look for Nora, and then a day wear and an evening for Erica."
    Jaina smiled. "So I get to meet the infamous Erica, huh?"
    The other woman laughed. "You sure do. Have a look through these. Feel free to tweak something if it doesn't quite work. We'd just like very similar to this."
    "Okay. Can do." Jaina smiled. "Tell me if there's anything else I need to do."
    "I will."
    Jaina sat in one of the chairs and leaned back, looking around the trailer. It was one of the small ones, just big enough for two chairs, a makeup counter, and a supply cabinet. She didn't mind the size. It was hers.
    Flipping through the designs, she paused on one, the evening design for Nora Stevens. Then she flipped forward to the next one and stopped, and a grin spread across her face. It was for Peter White’s character. Complete with three parallel scars on his bald head.
    She stood, leaned over and turned the music down when someone knocked on the door. "Come in!"
    The door opened and a woman stepped in. She had long, blonde hair, wide-set, almond-shaped blue eyes, and a bright smile.
    "Hi!" she said. "I'm Angela."
    "I know," Jaina said. "I actually watch the show, believe it or not. I'm Jaina."
    Angela shook her hand. "Oh, another North American! Where are you from?"
    "Los Angeles."
    "Toronto," the other woman said. "I didn't know the show aired in the US."
    "It doesn't. I have a friend in Canada who supplies the tapes."
    "Oh. How long have you been in New Zealand?"
    "Two weeks. But I was in Sydney for three months before that. Movie," she elaborated. "Which actually took five months, we just spent two months in LA first."
    "Ooh, what movie?"
    Jaina smiled wryly. "I'm actually not allowed to talk about it, even to name it, until the studio says I can."
    Then she grinned. "Though I'd kill for anything 'Sea Of Swords'."
    "Hmm. Technically... we've got Hedridan."
    "I know," Jaina said, her voice going flat. "I've met Colin."
    One blonde brown arched. "You don't sound happy to have met him."
    "It's... complicated," Jaina sighed. "Anyway... I'm assuming you're here for makeup?"
    "Yeah, kinda." Angela was eyeing Jaina's hair. "If you don't mind my asking, how long is your hair?"
    Jaina pulled the beaded hair sticks out of her bun and the heavy mass of her hair unrolled, the ends stopping a little over an inch past her waist. "That long."
    "Wow. It's so pretty!"
    "Thanks. A hassle, though. Sometimes." Jaina thought about putting it back up, but decided she did that too often, and left it. "I call it my elf hair."
    "Cool."
    “So you’re a makeup artist. How’d you get into that?”
    “It’s what I studied in college. I used to