It's really gonna be a long tiring day. They finished shooting at the coffeeshop at around four and started wrapping up. They gave us time for early dinner but Gelo should be at Fiasco at around seven in the evening, they will start at eight.
"Where do you want to eat?" Gelo asked while he's removing foundation off his face.
"Anywhere," I answered simply. I handed him a bottled water so he can wash his face with it. I gave him facial tissues as well.
He cleaned his face and wiped it with the tissues. He turned to his manager who's watching us silently from the next table.
"We'll go home first so we can freshen up. I'll be at Fiasco at seven."
His manager nodded, "Just don't be late."
Gelo nodded before turning back to me. He found his way to my waist and he guide
