Quintessa breezed into the set, pushing open the door to the makeup room where a group of actresses were chatting and laughing. Their laughter came to an abrupt halt at the sight of her. Quintessa sauntered in, "Wow, quite the party in here. You all seem in high spirits."

Manny followed, chin up, throwing daggers with his eyes at the group.

On the way over, he had spilled everything to Quintessa about what he overheard Crystal and Leona saying the day before. He figured, since Quinn was already onto them, there was no point in keeping

secrets.

Manny pulled out a chair for Quintessa, and she sat down, "Hmm, seems like yesterday's sunbathing did you all a world of good."

Crystal, pale as a ghost, stood up, "Quinn."

She started, looking so pitiful and on the verge of tears, but Quintessa cut her off, "Stop, I'm not someone close to you, so don't get it twisted. Weren't you the ones calling me a lowlife behind my back? That term's not too far from a witch, is it?"

Crystal's face went even paler, and she swayed, "How could you say that?"

her down, "Crystal, don't waste your breath on her. Let's see how

and you'd better hope I won't figure it out; otherwise.' Quintessa chuckled darkly, leaving the threat hanging. Manny knew the unspoken end of that sentence was - she'd make them regret

pulling Crystal, "Come on, let's not bother with her. It's

wanting to stay

Manny, "Go to the props room and get me a couple

with

Manny left, Quintessa took a bottle, walked over to their makeup table,

needles. Quintessa curled up her lips, "Did you raid the

Manny chuckled.

a task for

just say the

cooped up and was

shook out her hands, ready for the

called. Quintessa, in her plain dress, her hair bereft of any ornaments, radiated a desolate elegance, completely ignoring the provocations before

still think you're

huh? A commoner like

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