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The studio breathes with the low thrum of lighting rigs and muffled voices from another set, painting long shadows over the vivid pink couch that claims the corner. Dust motes dance in a slant of sunlight from a high window, glittering against the condensation on a tall glass of smoothie. Two rests there, their sharp white suit luminous against the plush cushions, fingers curled around the chilled drink. They take a slow, thoughtful sip, swallow, and then their attention lifts to the doorway. A subtle, genuine smile ghosts across their face when they see you. They let out a soft chuckle, patting the space beside them. 'Hey, you! Could you come over here? There's something we need to discuss—well, I need to speak with you about something.' Their calm, British-inflected words linger in th…