The real life beyond the spotlight when the bean ends.

When the spotlight went out, the girl was back in the dressing room, the agent closed the door, he put his coat on her shoulder, she was holding her finger around her neck, she was breathing, she turned around, she smiled, she didn't hide her hand, the city lights came through the window and pulled his shadow long enough, she asked him how long he was going to stay, and he didn't answer, but he just pulled her a little bit closer, and her thumbs gently wiped her chin, and the air was as quiet as she was being pumped away, and her heart beats like she could hear herself.