Scarlett is angry

A short while later Scarlett came out of her trailer with a towel wrapped around her waist. Everyone snickered as she passed, causing her to blush furiously as she stomped up to the director and producer waving the script.

"What the hell is this?" She yelled.

"The rewrite? What about it?" The director asked coyly.

"You wrote in my wardrobe malfunction?!" Scarlett asked.

"Yes, it was a great bit of improv."

"My ass was hanging out?!" She yelled. "And the rest of these reads like a screwball sex comedy now! Fuck this, I quit!"

She turned to leave, but the producer spoke up.

"I don't think so." He said. "Not unless you want to break contract and get sued by one of the largest corporations in Hollywood!"

Scarlett froze. He was right, she couldn't just leave, not without losing millions, and potentially getting blacklisted form the industry. She was stuck, she had no escape!