Naomi pauses, her eyes fixed on Jen's porcine rump.
"Okay, stop," says the director, angrily rising from his chair. "Have you learned ANY of your lines Naomi?!"
Naomi doesn't respond. Jen turns and looks at her, terrified. "Naomi...?"
Suddenly, Naomi snarls and pounces forwards, smashing a cardboard prop. Jen squeals instinctively and bounds towards the fire exit, terrified for her life. Naomi quickly follows suit.
"What is up with those two?!" One of the other girls asks.
"I don't know, but we better go after them."