Vanessa banged on the door, frustration building. "Open the door!" she shouted, but no response came.
Frantically, she searched for her phone. Just as she found it and began dialing Susan's number, the lock clicked. The door swung open, revealing Fiona.
Vanessa sighed in relief. "Fiona! Thank God you're here. I thought no one could hear me."
She hugged her tightly, but Fiona simply nodded. "Now isn't the time for that. The entire crew is waiting for you, and the director is furious. You better put on your running shoes!"
Vanessa's eyes widened. "Oh no! I need to get ready!" She rushed towards the dressing area, but her heart sank when she couldn't find her costume.
Just then, Sam entered, her face tense. "Miss Owen, the director is asking for you! He's not happy."
"Sam! My costume is missing! Where is it?"
Sam frowned. "What do you mean? Didn't Eunice give it to you?"
Vanessa's eyes widened in disbelief. "What?! You gave it to Eunice? Why?"
