Stella Durant.
Nora Scott stared at the name for a moment, then smirked and grabbed the notebook, flipping through it leisurely.
"After all, we are stars, famous and influential..." Jared Oliveira caught his breath and tirelessly sought a way to survive, "Just a small issue, nothing overwhelming, right? Sister, if you agree, I'll be your devoted fan for life, walking beside you down the path of fame."
Nora Scott slid the notebook aside, revealing half of her face, and glanced him up and down, "You?"
"Actually, with my looks, scouts have approached me too," Jared nodded, "In your circle, I should be quite popular. I just don't like relying on my face for a living, you know?"
Nora Scott stroked her chin, appearing thoughtful.
Jared wasn't sure which of his nonsense interested her, but sensing a chance for survival, he quickly added, "Mainly because I don't enjoy this industry; my acting skills are actually quite decent—"
