No, you don't

You shake your head, holding up your hands defensively. "Eh, no thanks", you say, not about to take questionable narcotics from strangers. You're also pretty sure smoking isn't even allowed in here.

"Aw. Alright", Gavin says. He looks almost disappointed for a second, but then stuffs the joint back into the packet and retrieves his own from the ash tray. He relights it, taking a drag as he leans down on the far bed. "By the way", he asks as he exhales. "Have you been in a full movie before, Marcy?"

"No", you answer. You can instantly tell by the disappointed look on his face that this wasn't the answer he hoped to hear. "But I'm going to be in one in the very near future!", you quickly add, despite not having any certainty about that little side-project yet.

"Oh, fantastic!", Gavin exclaims to your relief. "What's it going to be called?"

You think for a moment, but realize the producer Rick never gave you any name for the movie. "Harem Backdoor Sluts 4: Dicks Return", you bluff, avoiding looking at him directly. You weren't even sure if Rick would actually give you that role.

"Well, it sounds interesting", Gavin replies, taking another drag from his joint. "I'll have to find a copy when its out".

"And watch me get fucked?", you ask, sitting down on the other bed across from and waving away the clouds of smoke that drift in your direction. "Wouldn't you rather just... fuck me yourself?", you ask, hoping he'll quickly forget the bullshit title you provided him with altogether. You notice behind him the cameraman is loudly dragging a table along the floor, getting it closer to the bed before placing a small tripod on top it.

"Oh, absolutely!", Gavin says, although he doesn't seem to be in a great hurry, judging by how far back he's leaning on the bed by now. You notice he's still eyeing you eagerly, but he does seems really intent on finishing his smoke first. "So how did you get into the business, if you don't mind me asking?", he then asks, even changing the subject.

"I thought I was signing up for an acting job", you admit the truth to him. Was that yesterday? It already feels so much longer ago.

"Yeah, that can happen", Gavin answers before he suddenly bends double in a loud coughing fit. The ash from his joint goes all over the bed.

The other man seems to have finished setting up the camera and walks up to the both of you, completely ignoring Gavin's current distress. "Everything is set up. Let me know when you're both ready", the cameraman says, and you realize this is the first you heard him talk.