>>18361743>>18350794In a downtown Spaghettitown a photoshoot for a popular sportswear brand is in progress. Aides corral pedestrians out of the way as the drizzly evening saps the enthusiasm of the crew, however the model remains professionally enthusiastic. As the camera clicks another ten times the director sighs as he glances through the captured images, something just isn't quite right. With a smile the model approaches and peers over the directors shoulder.
>"They don't really jump out at you, do they?"The middle aged man directing the shoot sinks back sadly into his chair, this is his first shoot and he's desperate not to blow this rare opportunity. With a look of exasperation he turns to the model and whispers.
>"What should I do, Dee? We've got a truck full of products to market, you're the only model who showed up and nothing's poppin' here."The model, a veteran and no stranger to these difficulties, makes the only sensible suggestion she can think of.
>"Let's take five, get some coffee in everyone then we'll switch wardrobes and start over."As the director calls for a short break the model pulls her hat low, slips her hands into her pockets and crosses the street hoping to get a quick drink from a place that caught her eye during the shoot. As she enters the establishment she immediately spots Robyn McDaid, hesitating for a moment she clenches both fists and strides across the room. In one swift motion she snatches an unused chair from a neighboring table, and takes a seat between Robyn and Andi. The model slips off the baseball cap, slides on her trademark red framed glasses and leans in.
>"How would you two like to earn some money?" 