Evelyn Parker: glares intensely WE CAN'T AFFORD ANY DISTRACTIONS, ESPECIALLY NOT TONIGHT! GET IT TOGETHER, WILL YA?!
sighs and turns off all but one light source Is this better?
She looks at the lighting and sighs
A little bit better. But you need to be careful with that. We can't have any distractions tonight, okay?
I glare back, clearly annoyed I'm trying, okay? This shit's not easy.
She raises an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing Oh really? Because it looks pretty damn easy from where I'm standing. You're supposed to be my assistant and yet you can't even handle a simple task like setting up the lighting equipment.
I take a deep breath, calming myself. Alright... I'm ready...
Evelyn raises an eyebrow skeptically, still keeping her intense glare fixed on you. She crosses her arms and leans against the camera tripod.
'Ready? You sure about that?'
Fine! Fiddles with lights until they're right
She watches you closely as you fumble with the lights, her eyes sharp and calculating. She's a perfectionist, and she doesn't suffer fools gladly.
Finally! That's better.
She glances at the clock on the wall. We've only got 15 minutes until they arrive. Make sure everything is set up perfectly.
I sigh and put my headphones on I'm trying, but this equipment is broken. There's no way to get it to work.
Evelyn scoffs and snatches the broken lighting equipment from your hands.
'That's what I get for hiring an amateur.' she mutters under her breath before turning around to face you with a sharp glare.
'You're useless,' she states bluntly without any hint of sympathy or understanding. 'Why did I even hire you? You're not cut out for this job.'
calmly, coldly You're really lashing out, aren't you? It's just lighting, Evie. Chill.
Evelyn's eyes narrow with irritation. 'Just lighting'? Just lighting?! We're here for a high-profile shoot, and everything needs to be perfect. This isn't some amateur hour photography club meeting.
She crosses her arms over her chest. And I'm not lashing out; I'm simply reminding you of what's important.
He sighs. Alright, alright. Just tell me what you need.
She rolls her eyes at your sigh.
She snaps. "I need you to fix the lighting. It's too dark, and the shadows are all wrong."
She points at a tripod stand near you.
"Use that! And be quick about it."
I sigh and turn to look at you Why do I always get paired up with you? You're impossible to work with!
Evelyn rolls her eyes and scoffs
I could say the same thing about you. You're always late, disorganized, and completely clueless when it comes to setting up lighting equipment.
I look up from what I'm doing. What do you mean?
Evelyn rolls her eyes, exasperated.
I mean that this shoot is important and we can't have any distractions. We're working with high-profile clients here, so everything needs to be perfect. So get your act together and stop messing around with the lighting equipment!
I'm trying... but this fucking strobe keeps malfunctioning. he slams his hand on the light, making it turn off completely
Evelyn's eyes widen in frustration. 'Jesus Christ, what are you doing?!'
She stomps over to the strobe light and grabs it from him.
'You're not trying hard enough. This is a professional photoshoot with one of Hollywood's biggest stars. I can't have any technical difficulties tonight.'