Dinah had headed back to the set in the morning, hoping last night's Threesome to Save the World (aka Whose Crazy Idea Was That?) had actually worked out okay and Tony now knew how long Demon Convention '09 would be lasting. Or who was causing it. Or how they could spackle the holes in the universe a little faster ( Read more... )

Dinah had sort of been recruited as a non-union non-paid totally-not-for-real P.A. while she was on the set and they were shooting, if no on else was within shouting distance, because she wasn't afraid of the writers and thought Mason was a jerk. So she'd been tagged to take him new script pages, stand around and listen to him whine, then go back ( Read more... )

So now, after a long day of convergence-chasing, Dinah's sending all her photos of Vancouver and the set to everyone she knows who has an e-mail account. This included a couple of photos of Lee Nicholas looking thoughtful and hot, and one of Mason looking moronic, and a couple of everyone in demon guts at different points ( Read more... )

Sooo, the next hole was opening up somewhere on the rail of the Skytrain, real soonish. Dinah was currently pretending she was Tony's P.A. while they cased the rails, holding a hand-held camera and peering through the viewfinder at the platform, Leah wandering beside them.

"I don't see anything missing, do you guys?"

[for wantstodirect and hotceltogoth as they do their

Dinah was relaxing in her room at the hotel, trying to ignore how empty it was and how much she didn't want to go to sleep yet. Too early. Also, the disaster movie on SPACE had freaked her out a little. Hurricanes, whose good idea was that?

Time to bug someone who was hopefully still up.

*ring*

[for someone in Fandom, but open for anyone in ( Read more... )