The scene at the airport would be a very short one.
J.P., in mega-producer mode was a little impatient.
"Alright, we'll make it a airport scene, somewhere between 1955 and 1960... we can decide that later.
Sabrina!"
J.P. tapped his toes,... antsy, antsy, antsy...
A young lady appeared with face powder in hand.
"Where's Sabrina?" J.P. growled.
"Right over there. She's going to England today."
"What are you talking about? She's my make-up girl."
"She wanted a bit more training so she's off to England to pursue her dream. That's her Auntie, in the soccer jersey, trying to tell her how to fit in. Canadians aren't exactly known for their soccer abilities so she's telling Sabrina to buy a 'soccer something' for that 'fit in' status."
J.P. turned away, mumbling about loyalties, and such... then, informing the Crew...
"We've been given permission to have a few shots at the jewelery store over there. Oh, let's see how flexible the owner is... she apparently sells her jewelry in the U.K. as well. We could do two scenes and 'mock-up' the second one as if there's also a jewelry store in Heathrow. We'll have Richard purchase a necklace for Lucy," J.P.'s voice trailed off as he walked around the jewelry store. He came to the showcase for the 'Human Rights Museum' and found it empty.
Andrea, the woman who worked there, explained, "Oh, we're currently sold out of those pieces."
Simmy went to check out the magazines while J.P. did his thing.
She purchased one on 'photography' and one on 'knitting.'
... Simmy left the airport and walked back to the Hummer... she'd already had to go back to get the parking ticket but now she was in no hurry. As she walked back, there was a man hurrying towards her. Something looked familiar about his skinny legs framed by pant- legs flapping in the wind. As she got nearer he spoke first, "I thought that was you."
"Hello, Mr. Cruikshank."
(Thank you to Bill & Deborah for the jersey prop!)
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