Hide in the cart.

Elena tiptoed to the cart and, very quietly, lifted the cloth to hid herself in the lower compartment, sitting alongside some utensils and glasses. Elena knew that the waitresses would carry food to the dressing rooms, so if she hitched a ride, she could return to where she started completely concealed by the cloth. The only downside of the plan was that she had to leave her panties behind, as retrieving them with those two nearby was all but impossible. Still, going commando for the rest of the day was a small price to pay compared to getting spotted in her unmentionables.

The waitresses found their plates and left with Elena in tow. Surprisingly, they didn’t notice her presence, although they did remark that the cart was heavier than they remembered. Much to her horror, the brunette’s heart was pounding. She was acutely aware of every single sound her body was making, believing that every decibel would get her caught. Her plan seemed a lot easier to pull off in the big screen than in real life.

The waitresses made a quick stop on what sounded like a familiar set. From what the hidden assistant could hear, they were done filming for the day. A voracious production crew surrounded her on all sides to munch on the snacks that were atop the cart. Elena closed her eyes. Someone would surely notice.

In the middle of the feeding frenzy, a muffin fell on the ground and a figure crouched down to pick it up. Elena suppressed a squeal of alarm. This was it, she would be found then and there. The figure crouched, looked ahead, paused …and then turned around. To the assistant’s luck, Stephanie was making a roll call. Elena allowed herself to relax a bit, until she realized that her boss would surely notice that she was missing and would send someone to find her.

One by one, all the other crewmembers were called and accounted for, except Elena. Her boss didn’t even mention her name before sending everyone away. She seemingly had forgotten all about her. The brunette felt a mix of relief and disappointment. Being unnoticed had finally paid off, sorta.

The waitresses started moving again and reached the dressing rooms. They knocked on a door. An actor came out. One of the waitresses reached down to pick up a glass and Elena helpfully provided her inquisitive hand with one before she got grabbed by accident. The waitress then reached for a spoon and, once again, Elena gave her one, then a fork, a knife and some napkins.

“Hey, when you swing by Rosa’s room, can you return this to her? She forgot it when she came to …practice a scene.” The actor gave the waitresses a white bra and closed the door. The attendant mumbled something about not being paid to be a maid and then threw the item into the compartment where Elena was hiding, except she threw it with so much **** that the bra came right out the other side and fell on the floor. Unaware of the accident, the duo kept walking, turned a corner and knocked on Rosa’s door.

The scene repeated itself. They reached down for a glass, and Elena helpfully provided, then a spoon, fork, knife, and a napkin. Then, they reached down for a bra. Not wanting to blow her cover when she was so close to the prize, Elena thought fast and provided the reaching arm with the only bra she had at hand, her own. With her modest round breasts bared to the air, the brunette was now completely and unmistakably naked, much to her chagrin.

The duo moved on and knocked on Carmen’s door, to no answer. When they were leaving, Elena snuck out the back of the cart and attempted to open the door.