“Trinity, if you don’t mind, I’d like an exclusive of you in the comforts of your own home.” The cameraman asked.
She put her hand on her hip. “Well, I didn’t know ya’ll was going to get all up in my business.” “Some of the people will want a glimpse of your home life, unscripted. We’ll get a few shots of your everyday movements and then fill the empty spots with Q&A.”
“Okay, but it’s going to have to be next week. I need to clean my house first. It’s not going to be that unscripted,” she giggled.
“That’s cool,” he responded.
“Can I at least know your name first, Mr. Cameraman?” Trinity was giving all kinds of sass now.
He reached in his pocket and pulled out a business card and handed it to her. “It’s Olympus, but you can call me ‘O’ for short.” “Wait, let me get this straight. Your name is Olympus as in Olympus camera, and you’re the cameraman?” Trinity clutched her pearls as we all giggled at the irony.
“Okay, O’ baby, thank you for the card. I’ll see you for the next taping.”
“Trinity, if you don’t stop flirting with that man,” I said, as Chelle, and I laughed.
“Chile, please, don’t nobody want no man named Olympus. What was his momma thinking?” We all laughed.
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