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Sabin gave her an incredulous look as he walked her inside. Like the gate, the front doors opened automatically. "How does one not believe in immunizations??" he boggled. "I mean... if you go to public schools... anywhere you need basic vacinations."

The lobby past the doors was plush - lookign like a cross between a doctor's waiting lobby and a sitting room in a wealthy estate.

Sabin didn't stop walking, headed for a double-doors at the back of the lobby.

Sabin pursued his lips, his eyebrows raising at the response. Sabin was a firm carnivore. 'That seems a bit extreme, doesn't it? I mean animals eat animals." He chuckled, sorting through options in his head.

They walked into a long, sterile corridor and towards an elevator, also that opened without pressing a button.

"Floor two" Sabin spoke as they got in. THe doors slid shut and it moved briefly before the doors dinged back open.

Another similar corridor lay beyond the doors, though some of the doors themelves looked bigger. All were labeled with ambiguous numbers.

Sabin shook his head. "well, humans are nothing more than animals, in my opinion. Our bodies are adjuted to eat meat as well as vegetables. Who am I to argue with Nature?" Sabin gave her a toothy grin as he opened the door to a wooden door. Inside was an office, a nameplate on the desk boasted "Dr. Sabin Duvert".

There were books lining the walls. Lots of nature books, several books on mythology from around the world, and a few on science. A computer sat on the desk, anda filling cabinet sat in the corner. In the other corner was a small refridgerator that sat on a cabinet. Sabin took a seat in the chair behind the desk and gestured to a chair that sat in front of the desk.

"Take a seat, Miss.....?"

"Indeed I am, Miss Rigiel. It's a pleasure to meet you." He smiled as he leaned down to the desk and pulled out a thick packet of paper bound with a simple blue sheet on top. Sabin had always been tickled by the concept of fooling Vasile into thinking he was on a movie set, and had kept a couple copies of the script he had assisted in making.

He waved it with a smile. "I hold in my hands the script to the movie that Mr. DiRossi is workign on, along with several other new and hopefully upcoming actors and actresses. But" He held it further back with a snap. "Of course you'll have to come to an agreement with us first. Can't have you ruining the plot to all your readers. And while we are wanting to loose some of the information, not all of it." He pulled out another packet of papers, very similar to the ones that Vasile had signed. A confidentiality dossier.

"Ah, good then." He smiled setting the confidentiality sheet down on the desk. "Just sign here then." He smiled.

Sabin didn't say anything while she signed, not trying to rush her. After she had signed her name, Sabin smiled, thanked her, and slipped the papers into a drawer.

"Excellent. I bet you will love this." He grinned, setting the script on the desk. "It's a huge project. Everyone on the Island is completely in-character. Cameras are hidden around the ISland IT's a new direction in filmography - very natural. The actors just act the part, and the editing team takes care of the rest - pulling the plot together from the footage we get. It's like reality TV meets Blaire witch Project." He had a wide grin on his face. "the script is more of a guideline for the actors - a general plotline for them to keep in mind while in character. They know the direction we want to take, but have full ad-libbing rights."

"Now.... I can't let you take the script with you..." Sabin started. "You can read through it if you like, however." He chuckled. "Heck, with all the cameras, you may even make a cameo in the movie. We'll see what the editing team decides. You'll be compensated of course if they do decide to use you - but that's for the future. Can I pour you something to drink while you look it over?"

Sabin nodded "Precisely. You're welcome to read it, but if you have it as a whole then it's harder to disavow plot points... could be published as a whole. So on... so forth." He waved with his hands, seeming bored by the legalese.

"And I should have some.... use it for a mixer." He winked. The alcohol had been removed from the beach bar, and in turn, many of the offices had been outfitted.

He turned around, reaching for a particular glass out of the cabinet, and then opened the fridge. "we have V8" Sabin made a face... "tomato juice, and several fruit juices." He looked back at her in askance.