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[is_the_motion]

Bonnie doesn't feel quite right today. Mainly because she keeps forgetting who she is. She's not sure who else she's supposed to be, only that there are complete gaps in her day.

At the moment, she's burning up, and having a perplexed argument with Bar about the fact that there's half a pint of beer in front of her.

"I didn't order this."

Yes you did

"I cain't have. Half a pint, indeed! If I were gonna fall off the wagon, again, I'd order a whole pint. Take it away, please."

Bar obliges. Bonnie puts a hand to her head, which is spinning horribly.

[tinytag: IMDB flu]

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[runningred]

"Bon? You okay, babe?"

[is_the_motion]

Jay's voice sounds very far away.

"I ain't drunk." she says faintly.

[runningred]

"I know, Bon. Saw you push away the beer. But you don't seem well." He comes nearer almost cautiously, not wanting to spook her.

[is_the_motion]

"That won't do, when's our next scene?" Bonnie asks.

[runningred]

"Scene?" Jay asks, asking the bar for some water. "Don't know what you mean, love."

[is_the_motion]

"Aren't you an extra too?"

[runningred]

Leather jacket, wild hair, pretty muscle boy. Yeah, Jay could pass for a greaser.

"An extra what? Bon, where do you think you are?"

[is_the_motion]

"On set, ain't we?" Bonnie says.

[runningred]

"On what set? What are you filming?" He suspects he knows the answer but is a little bit worried by it.

[is_the_motion]

"Cain't remember. Don't tell the boss."

[runningred]

"Don't worry about it." He gives her a small squeeze. "Look, I'm pretty sure we're wrapped for the day. Why don't you get yourself something to eat and get some rest?"

{ooc: oops! Too much time around Hannibal.}

[is_the_motion]

"Shall we order in a pizza?" Bonnie asks. "I hear that's what the rest of the crew got."

[runningred]

"Pizza sounds good." Jay nods, keeping a close eye on her. "Do you have a preference?"

[herr_bookman]

"Bonnie?" Autor says, having watched the exchange with Bar. "Are you all right? You don't look so well."

[is_the_motion]

"I don't know." Bonnie says, sweat dripping down her forehead. "I keep goin' all confused."

[herr_bookman]

"Confused?" Autor says, pulling out a handkerchief for her. "What do you mean?"

[is_the_motion]

"I can't remember if I've got any lines." Bonnie says.

[herr_bookman]

"Lines?" Autor says, furrowing his brow. "I don't understand. You don't have wrinkles."

[is_the_motion]

"Oh you sweetie. I mean in the script. I mean, if I'm an extra probably not..."

[herr_bookman]

"Script? What script?" Autor says, tilting his head. "You're not acting in anything."

[is_the_motion]

"Did I get fired?"

[herr_bookman]

"No," Autor says, squeezing her hand. "You never were an actor. You're a metal shop teacher at a high school."

[is_the_motion]

"Oh dear." Bonnie says. Then smiles slightly. "Well, that job sounds more cool."

[herr_bookman]

"What made you think that you were an actor?" Autor says, shaking his head. "And are you sick? You look clammy."

[is_the_motion]

"I don't know. I feel a bit funny."