After their intense quickie and bath, they left the hotel room with Maya's finalized prop list and a determination to get everything sorted before the golden sunrise window closed on them.
The shopping turned out to be a project in itself.
Starfall Isle's commercial district, tucked between the resort complex and the main creative zones, was built to accommodate exactly this kind of need.
Productions and tourist groups descended on the island regularly enough that specialty rental outfitters, costume suppliers, and equipment shops had clustered together in a strip that could, if you knew what you were looking for, outfit a small film crew in a single afternoon.
Maya moved through it with the focused efficiency of a director who had already visualized every frame and was now simply acquiring the physical components of that vision.
She knew exactly what she wanted, exactly why she wanted it, and exactly which compromise was acceptable when the first option wasn't available.
