At the filming site, Rachel informed a staff member she was there to deliver a USB drive to Holly.
With that, she was able to weave through the crowd and reach the makeshift break area the crew had set up in the mall.
Holly was sitting in a makeup chair, the artist busy touching up her face.
She hadn't changed into her costume yet and was still wearing her own clothes, head-to-toe designer, of course.
Holly had a thing for logos, as if she was terrified people might miss the fact she was wearing expensive brands.
Her fingers were loaded with rings, her wrists stacked with bracelets, each piece worth a small fortune.
Looking at her cousin now, Rachel couldn't help but think of the girl from their small hometown. They were nothing alike anymore.
"Rachel, you made it!" Holly said, putting on a show of enthusiasm.
"Here's the USB drive you left behind," Rachel said flatly, pulling it from her pocket and holding it out.
