She gathers her nerve and goes in

Pushing through the doors she assumed a confident exterior to hide her quaking inside. Surely fifteen minutes wouldn't matter, would it? She thanked her stars she'd not bothered to stop at a drugstore like she'd been thinking of. She'd have been even more late and have looked mighty foolish showing up at a porn shoot with her own condoms. It would have looked like she didn't trust them. Besides, they must have them in abundance for these things, probably mostly large or extra large.... She shook her head, embarrassed by the pleasurable feelings the thought had given her.

"About time!" a raspy voice complained as she blinked in the dimly lit foyer. "Which one are you?"

"Uh, Bria Juergens," she said, assuming that Megan had called ahead, staring at a plump middle-aged woman who looked and sounded like she smoked twenty packs a day. Bria couldn't help but equate her looks to those of a bulldog. A name tag identified her as 'Ruth'.

"No no no, which movie? Damn my luck for having multiple bookings on the same day," Ruth groused.