Just Another Modeling Job
‘Kellerman Studios … How may I direct your call?’ As soon as Eric opened the outer door into the studio, Jennifer looked up at him and held up her index finger so he would wait for her to complete her call. He sauntered to the reception counter and leaned toward her with his trademark smile plastered across her face. When she hit the transfer button on the phone console, she said, ‘Jonathon needs to see you in his office before you go to your dressing room.’ Eric looked hurt. ‘No hello? No...