[Honor]

Olivia brushed hair from her face and did a mental run down of her body. Her head ached a little, but other than that she felt completely fine. She had been lucky. Snapping out of her thoughts she glanced back at Joey to see if he was fine. As she did so she felt a hand go down on her shoulder.

"I'm fine." Joey said with a smile, giving her shoulder a friendly squeeze. "How bout you Olly? You got the worst of it." Underneath his ever constant tone of enthusiasm Olivia could hear concern. She smiled at him reassuringly. "I'm great."

"Good, ah here you two, your lines." Joey said, handing them two scripts from a nearby table. "Now practice. A lot. Practice until you believe you are the character." He said with a grin.