Regina wanted to be an actress since childhood she did everything she could to break into the business. Her mom was a makeup artist, her father was a director she had celluloid in her blood and light shining in her eyes. When Mitchim hired her to be a childhood friend in a new sitcom she was curios and a bit suspicious. It was to be a reality TV show a full year shot before it would ever be shown which was normal enough. It was abnormal that she would be acting twenty four hours a day every day for a year. She did not know when it would start or how it would start she only knew that this day would be the first day of the rest of her life. The phone began to shake over her desk it hoped of towards her fish bowl. Apparently we are friends, do I know you? The phone landed in her hand the message clear on the screen. She began to write a message back reading the script she had been given by Mitchim for the reality TV show.
-This is Regina, Beverly and I are very good friends- it sounded weird just writing it maybe she should just go home. Why did he fly her a few thousand miles from England just to play a part in a realty TV show she had never heard about. She place her phone back on the desk before sending the message, what should she do. The moment was now if she sent the massage she would soon have to show herself. Regina picked the phone up and hit send beaming the message into space to bounce of some tower and eventually to another phone. Regina was half South African and half Portuguese and raised in England by an English mother and a French father. -Beverly if you would like to know more about Brian we should meet, at the square- She sent the message it was off script but she felt it would fit into the story worse comes to worse she would be fired. Standing up she dumped the phone into her purse and left for the square.
The square was a center of youth culture coffee shops, art galleries, specialty food stores, tattoo parlors,
and more. Her phone rang it was Mitchim “I guess you tagged her phone so it's starting” There was a silence at the other end of the phone. She continued walking dozens of people were eating, drinking, talking or kissing. “Yes, yes I did I take it she contacted you, why did you bring up Brian” She swallowed hard. She knew more then a little about Brian she did not know anything about project Janus named for the Greek god. “I thought it would earn me some trust, just because I am a girl does not mean she will just trust me” She smiled she knew she had to give her something to get her trust, or at least her characters trust. “Fine then tell me why will she trust you if she can not trust me” She placed the phone to the other side of her head. There was no answer from him she takes that to be an answer in itself.
“Stupid cunt” Mitchim yells as he tosses the phone into the deep end of the pool how could she add lib. Reaching the stairs he pulls himself out, there is little he can do perhaps she will contact another of his actors. He messages all of them telling them to text Beverly invitations at the same time for different places. Maybe she will just ignore all of them or maybe she will go to another one of them either one would work. “We could always activate her let the programing take hold she would be the daughter you want. Mitchim gave her a look his private aide working with him for over a year and one of the few aware of Project Janus. He took a towel from her and began to dry off before stripping of and dressing in some new cloths. “I was not finished with you next time you hang up I might just not call you back” How did she get Vanessa number the damn bitch hacked him what else did she know about him and Beverly.