“Babe, I’ve read the same script as you have,” Noelle spoke, her eyes rolling slightly as she shoved his shoulder gently with her free hand. “Nowhere in the script does it say for your character to be making faces at Charlotte. Or to be touching me.”
Letting out a soft laugh, Ryder shrugged his shoulders and looked around with a playful smile. “Well,” he started, running a hand through his messy hair. “I’m spicing it up a little bit, which I’d say it’s completely natural for the character. He’s a charmer.”






