The city skyline glittered like spilt diamonds outside Henry's glass-walled penthouse, creating a magical background for a romantic scene.
Sarah stood by the window, admiring the scenery while sipping slowly from a glass of orange juice.
"So what do you think?" Henry came up behind her, his sleeves rolled up, with two scripts in hand, and the other wrapping around her waist.
"It's beautiful," Sarah whispered dreamily.
"Wait until it's morning and you get to watch the sunset with me." Henry kissed her on the side of the neck and Sarah giggled.
"I think we should go straight to rehearsing before fatigue sets in." She turned to face him, welcoming a brief kiss from him on the lips before collecting one of the scripts.
"I think that's a good idea." Henry cleared his throat, shaking off the lust clouding his vision. His expression turned serious as he said.
"Being an outstanding female lead isn't about having a pretty face or attending the best movie academy."
