Two Feuding Costars

Bella Thorne entered first.

Then Peyton List.

The two were all smiles until they saw the other was there, then they immediately got sour looks on their faces.

"I don't want to be near her," Peyton said.

"Likewise," Bella spat.

"Your director insisted on doing it this way," you told them. "He says your little spat is getting out of hand and you argue onset all the time."

"Look," Bella said. "All I said was that her line delivery was a little flat. This blonde bitch can't take a joke."

"It wasn't a joke!" Peyton protested.

"Ladies, please," you said. "Calm down."

You hypnotized both of them before it got out of hand.