Vincent gave me another broad smile. “Figured if I was going to do this right, I might as well have the proper editing space.”
I gazed around, still taking it all in. The small sound booth in the corner caught my eye. “Impressive.”
“You know by now I don’t half-ass anything. Besides.” He gave a shrug and stood. “I enjoyed the shit out of this. I think I’ll do more indie films.”
“Hell yeah.” I grinned. “I totally agree with that.”
He gave me a look and said in a droll tone, “I was waiting for your approval.”
I chuckled.
He shoved me none too gently in the direction of the booth. “Get in there. I’ve got the monitor queued up and your dialogue pages on the stand. Stop wasting time.”
I saluted, enjoying the banter, knowing I hadn’t really pissed him off. He grumbled something under his breath that I couldn’t make out beyond “entitled actor” and resumed his seat in front of the sound equipment.