"CUT!"

This was the twentieth time he's said that in the last hour and a half. You were in the middle of acting out the romance scene of the current movie you're starring in with an actress named Layla Greene. She sighs, "What now, Avery?" Avery is the director of this movie and the director of many of your previous movies; you're his favorite.

Avery rubs his temples, leaning back in his director's seat. "I... I don't know, it just feels off. Something's not right with this scene. Take five and let me think it over, I'll see if the scriptors can whip up something different."

He runs a hand through his hair and asks his assistant to get him a coffee from the breakroom. The movie staff scatter slowly, waiting for Avery to call them back over to continue.