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.

of your business. You'd do better to worry about yourself. I'm not one to take things lying down. Cross me, and you'd better hope I won't figure it out; otherwise.' Quintessa chuckled darkly,

she remembered Tyler, pulling Crystal, "Come on, let's not bother with

group left, none wanting to stay around

to the props room and get me a couple of

met with Quintessa's urging,

over to their makeup table, and poured something into one of the

returned with a handful of needles. Quintessa curled up her lips,

Manny chuckled.

got a task for

just say the

been cooped up and was now facing the mockery of the

her hands, ready for

of any ornaments,

still think you're the

A commoner

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