Tabitha scowled at Daniel and shook her head even more fervently than she had the first time. She pointedly turned away from him and crossed her arms, before she realised that this left her with no hand free to retrieve her cigarette from her mouth. She flailed around for a moment and ended up shoulders back, arms laid across each other, back to Daniel, with a thin trail of smoke appearing to rise out of the top of her head; he tried not to laugh, reasoning that such an outburst might actually lead to violence.
“It’s just an interview for my film class, Tab. What harm can it do? I mean you’ve been on camera before.”
He knew as he said it that he had made a grave error, but now she was on her feet and coming for him. There was a look of fire in her eyes as she advanced, and he found himself mesmerised, a little like a deer in the lamp light. She stopped when they were toe to toe;
“You only want to interview me because you’ve found out that I’ve done porn and you think it will be a scoop.”
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