After dinner, the house felt different with their belly full everyone felt energetic.
Everyone leaned back in their seats, plates cleared, the lingering smell of food still in the air. Deborah was the first to break the silence.
"Okay," she said, sitting up straight. "So tell us."
Dayo raised an eyebrow already knowing where this conversation was going. "Tell you what?"
"Everything," Janet added immediately. "The movie. The set. How all of it works."
Sharon chuckled softly. "I was wondering when this would start."
Dayo smiled and shook his head. "You two didn't even wait five minutes."
Deborah leaned forward, eyes bright. "So when you're directing, are you the one shouting 'action'?"
"Sometimes," Dayo said. "Sometimes that's Jang-Wook."
Janet frowned slightly. "Then what do you actually do?"
Dayo thought for a moment. "I make sure everything works. That the story makes sense. That the actors give their best. That the crew isn't killing themselves over deadlines."
