Hollywood storytelling.

She immediately realizes what you're referring to, but what she could provide doesn't arrive as quickly. Soon, however, a smile spreads across her face.

"I think I've got it," she confirms.

"Really? What?", you ask her.

"I really don't have time," she starts, depressing you instantly. "I've gotta get this stuff home, and then get back to the set. But when the filming is done for the day, I'm not **** to do anything specific for a while."

"Fine for you, but how does that help me?", you think, which exits your mouth before you can stop it.

"I know a LOT of women with similar lives," she goes on. "I could tell you their names, and you'd probably recognize a lot of them. They've never heard of you... Yet. If this story were to get out, it's most likely going to be through one of us. I'll make sure they hear your name, as well as your choice of details."

Apparently finished. Jessica leans a few inches back. Watching her chest seem to move a second, you then realize it's because she's moved to offer you a handshake in acceptance of her offer.