Yes, she reviews the information given to them.

Once Mike’s heavy footsteps faded down the hallway, the apartment settled into a quiet, calm stillness. Maya took a deep breath, letting the chaotic whirlwind of the morning slowly wash over her. She methodically unpacked the remaining groceries, placing fresh produce into the fridge and stacking canned goods neatly into the pantry, her mind humming with a strange mixture of nervous energy and intoxicating excitement.

With the kitchen clear, she carried the folder over to the couch. She sank into the soft cushions, crossing her legs as she carefully spread the documents across her lap.

As she read through the information—photogenic chemistry, natural physical comfort, genuine intimacy—Mike’s words began to echo in her head. Looking at it objectively through the lens of the professional brief, he hadn't been entirely wrong.

Audiences could spot an artificial connection instantly. The tiny hesitations, a stiff posture, a awkward flinch when hands brushed—those subtle details were the exact things that destroyed the illusion of a real couple on screen.

She rested her chin in her hands, her naive, trusting mind trying to puzzle through the predicament. She certainly didn't want to fail the audition, nor did she want to let Mike down after he had been so remarkably supportive of her. But the idea of kissing another man crossed a line she couldn't bring herself to touch. There has to be a middle ground, she thought, her youthful optimism searching for a solution where everyone won.

Could there be a way to practice the basic physical comfort—learning how to pose, stand close, and look relaxed together—without crossing into anything that felt like betrayal?

Surely simple screen positioning and comfortable body language weren't cheating, especially if it was purely for a job. Yet, every time she tried to rationalise it, the thought of Leo’s soft, trusting eyes made her stomach do a nervous flip. They had built their entire relationship on absolute honesty and shared boundaries. She knew she couldn't make a single decision or agree to any kind of "practice" without sitting down with Leo first, laying out the entire unbelievable morning, and seeing how he felt about the incredible door that had just opened for them.