Focus on sabotaging Alt-Sophie

While the idea of fucking over Christie and the Director is cute and all, you can't lose sight of the real goal: entertainment value. Goddess Sophie gave you these powers to fuck shit up, and that's precisely what you're going to do. The both of you.

You have to stop Sophie from messing with the Director... well to be honest you kinda want to see that man crash and burn, but you have priorities. You have to be clever enough that Sophie will make an ass of herself. That's not an easy task either, considering that you're both under heavy imperceptibility magic. Shaming won't work. You'll have to instead do a bit of trolling.

You turn to your Goddess.

Sophie: "Give me the ability to shapeshift myself into anything."

Goddess Sophie: "Done lol."

While the Director is still trying to decide which beret to use today, you locally halt time within his dressing room, shapeshift yourself into the appearance of the Director and assume his role. On top of your prestigious skills in looking hawt as fuck, you're also a phenomenal actor - the crew is none the wiser, even after you remove your imperceptibility.

You have to wonder whether life is so tremendously easy for you because you've been a Goddess all along? You *are* the sexiest catgirl on Earth, your modelling contracts and brilliant business sense have netted you hundreds of millions of dollars, and you seem to excel in just about any hobby, employment or endeavor you dare to partake in. In any case, for someone as attentive and socially intelligent as you, mimicking the Director is laughably easy. All of his mannerisms, speech patterns, ticks, intonation, and every facet of his job description run through your brains naturally as a mountain river. Heck, you could probably just direct the rest of the movie entirely without him.

Just as you expected, time soon grinds to a complete halt. The other Sophie is planning her attack on you; but you were savvy enough to **** your personal space to run at normal speed, so her stopping time wouldn't affect you. Not to spoil the surprise for her, you decide to hold perfectly still and pretend to be frozen.

Alt-Sophie casually strolls up to you, drops three tablets of Viagra into your coffee cup, and stirs it.

You take a sip from the cup.

Sophie: "Hmm! Don't mind if I do."

Alt-Sophie jumps back about ten feet. She had no reason to expect anything else to move - even Goddess Sophies were currently elsewhere. Clever as she is, Alt-Sophie realises immediately what had transpired.

Alt-Sophie: "MmmMOTHERFUCKER! I've never been had like that!"

You cackle devilishly as your voice and appearance shift back into their natural forms. Or, who cares - you add a few cup sizes to yourself too, to really flex on Alt-Sophie.

Alt-Sophie: "I'm gonna... You're gonna regret ever having chosen Christie. You'll regret it so much that you'll converge back into me, collapsing the two timelines back together!"

Sophie: "Okay." >:)

Alt-Sophie stops time in relation to you, this time for reals. She tests this by toppling your chair over, letting you clanker onto the floor like a steel statue. While you are unable to observe the events that take place during this time, Alt-Sophie plots her ultimate ****. Eventually time starts to tick again - to the crew it appears as if you had simply fallen over in your chair... and turned into Sophie. None the matter, you simply reinstante your imperceptibility so that people will still notice you but are unable to detect anything suspicious - not even when you spontaneously shapeshift back into the Director's form.

You're unsure of what Alt-Sophie has done. Nothing seems to have changed at first, so you simply decide to keep pretending to direct.

Soon enough, you start seeing that something is wrong however.