A photo studio

You hop in the passenger seat, and Emma pulls out on the road. On the way, you talk about this and that. Getting into your groove, it feels like when you texted on the phone. After driving for a while, she pulls up at a nondescript building, and you ask her where you are. She hits her hand on her head. "Right, I forgot to tell you. I thought you would like to see a photo shoot." She puts the car in park, jumps out, and opens the trunk.

"Hey, Adam, can you help me with this?" You walk around the back of the car and witness the largest suitcase you have ever seen.

"Is this only yours?" Emma turns to you.

"Yeah, it's everything I need inside." She pats the lid lovingly. You help her with the suitcase; when it is on the ground, she pats you on the head as thanks. You pull it along to the entrance, where several people stand and talk. When you two get closer, they look up and wave.

"Emma!" The group exclaims joyously, and a shorter girl even hugs her tightly when she gets close. Emma and the group exchange pleasantries before a taller man in the back asks. "And who is this?"

Emma becomes very animated a turns back to you. "This is Adam! I invited him today." You wave weakly to the group. Emma turns back to the girl that hugged her. "This is Sasha. She is my styler." Then she points to the man, "This is Austin. He is my photographer." lastly, she gestures to a girl standing quietly, "And this is Ruby. She helps me make all my costumes and props and assists me." You continue waving awkwardly, knowing you are the odd one out. You knew that popular cosplayers had help producing cosplay, but not that there were entire teams. Emma motioned toward Ruby.

"Adam, Ruby will take the suitcase." The quiet girl steps forward and take the suitcase from you.

"Come on, let's go inside. The time is ticking." The group makes its way past the foyer and into the actual studio.