"Master Eden!" Gene Aldrin came running over, panting. He stood protectively by Ivy Holden's side, eyeing the tall, unfamiliar extra warily. "You're not filming. What are you doing here?"
The extra shrugged innocently. "I just wanted an autograph. Is all this tension really necessary?"
"They're about to start shooting over there. You should get going," Gene Aldrin said, not bothering with pleasantries as he tried to wave the man away.
But Ivy Holden just smiled. "It's fine, I know him. You can go back to work. I was just about to ask him to buy me something to eat."
"You can't just eat anything!" Gene Aldrin shot Ivy Holden a desperate look. Jensen Morrison had given explicit orders that Ivy wasn't even to eat food from Phoebe Buck, let alone from a strange extra.
Ivy Holden smiled helplessly. "See? You've lost your chance."
"Alright then." The extra gave a nonchalant smile and turned to head back to the set.
