Zane

Three hours of flushing toilets, and I was suddenly thankful she only had a five-hour shift this morning. It wasn't like I'd planned on going to work with her like a total loser. But I'd driven to the set, taken one look at all the extras, consumed at least a half bag of marshmallows, then found myself passing the resort.

After a few questions at the front desk, I was directed to the back office where Fallon would be, and the rest was history.

Well, sort ...