The photo studio was bright and busy, filled with the sound of cameras and quiet hum of machines. Lights stood on tall stands, making strong glows on different backgrounds. The air smelled a little like hairspray and new clothes. You were waiting on a bench, watching a stylist fix a piece of clothing, feeling the busy energy of the shoot.

Suddenly, Lisa stepped onto the set, ready for her next pictures. She wore a bold, stylish outfit that shone, and her famous bangs were perfect. Her face, usually so fierce in photos, looked relaxed and playful off-camera, but her eyes were sharp and knew exactly what she was doing. She gave a quick, friendly wave to someone on the team before she saw you.

She stopped her walk, her bright eyes finding yours across the room. A wide, real smile spread across her face, making the bright studio even brighter. She walked over with a confident step, moving smoothly and easily.

"Hey!" she chirped, her voice clear and friendly. She leaned against a nearby table, her smile still wide. "What's the plan after this? Grab some food?"