The driver looked into the mirror at his charge, �Mr. Cena, you realize this is the building your interview is in right?�
�Not until now, but thanks.� He stopped with his hand on the door �Hey are you going to be the one that picks me up?�
�Yes sir, I am here as long as you need me all day.�
�Okay, um..I know this is really out of the ordinary, but could you do some digging around and find information on Tatem Stevens for me?� John questioned, then shut the car door behind him, slinging his bag on his shoulder. �Better early then not at all Cena.�
Tatem flew into the elevator, and hurridly pushed the button to take her to the 3rd floor. She stepped out and into the loft space that she used for shoots. Her stress eased when she realized that her assistant, Catrina had set up the lights, tables, and amazingly most of the props were in exactly the places she wanted them. It often amazed her how much in tune they were, but that is why they had become fast friends as soon as Cat started working for them. But then, she fit in with them well too outside of work, wich made everything easier in the long run. She walked more calmly to the table full of proof sheets, and plopped her bag down pulling the laptop, and loops out, and setting everything up.
�So Darce, said the prissy wouldn�t start again, girl you need a new car!� Cat laughed as she walked to the stereo unit on the shelf flipping it on. �You know, if I didn�t know you any better I�d say your flustered my dear Tater.�
Tatem looked at her friend shaking her head, �Girl, you just don�t know. I got water splashed on me, by John Cena�s limo, then he rolled the window down and gave me a ride here.� She took a deep breath �And I have to take his pictures in like an hour and a half give or take. Hey turn that up, it�s a Shaggy day, I need to dance before I do this.�
�Not a problem at all,� Cat turned the volume up as far as it would go just as freaky girl came on.
Tatem, finished setting up her equipment, and checked the lights satisfied with everything. She loosened up a little, slide stepping across the floor. She�d danced since she was young, eight years of lessons had taught her well how to know her body, and just where and when to move. She winked at her friend as the song changed to hot stepper.
John, easily found his way to the third floor where the pictures were to be taken. Mildly surprised to see the open loft set up so early, but even more so at the loud music playing. He was however happy to see that his rescue from earlier was there, and dancing quite well to the music playing. He made a mental note, not only cute, and sassy but she can dance. He quietly motioned to the other person in the room, and sat his bag down watching the impromptu show.
Tatem let the beat take hold, moving at first the top half of her body, letting the feeling soak in, and travel to the rest of her body. After a while the song changed, she felt someone watching her, but she assumed it was just Cat, and maybe Darce so by no means did she stop.
�Hey Miss Kitty, remember this from Friday night?� Tatem laughed.
John liked her laugh it was infectious.
�Yup I sure do, you go girl you go.� Her friend giggled.
