Ariel stood up and pulled on her robe.

"That's a wrap!" She heard the director shout.

Ariel walked into her dressing room, to put on some clothes.

"Goddamn two hour film, and I only wear clothing for five minutes." She muttered putting on a purple bra. She slipped into tight green pants. She was sitting down, putting on purple high heels when someone walked in. She looked up.

"Just because I star in porn films, doesn't give you the right to waltz into my dressing room!" She said tucking a lock of red hair behind her ears.

"Sorry." Belle said sitting down on the couch.

"You are one the worst porn actresses I've ever seen. I mean you can't even get your fake orgasms right!" Ariel said applying mascara.

Belle rolled her eyes.

"I am an actress, not a porn star."

"Either way, you suck ass at both."

Just then the director came in.

He looked at Ariel. It was weird seeing her in a bra and pants.

"I am going to say this honestly. That was the WORST lesbian sex I have EVER directed." He looked at Belle. " I thought any retard could do it, but you turned out to be a special type of retard. An idiot humping a doorknob is more believable!" He shook his head. "It's a good thing both of you are straight." He said walking out the door.

Belle stuck her tongue out at the door, Ariel flipped him off. She turned to the mirror and looked at Belle through it.

"Told you so."

Eric knocked on the door.

"Come in Eric." Ariel said.

"How did you know?" Eric said poking in his head.

"You're the only one who knocks." She said in boredom.

Eric walked over and pecked her on the lips.

"How'd your scene go today?" He asked.

"I worked with Belle. An idiot humping a doorknob would win the Grammy before us."

"Why do you say that?"

"I worked with Belle. What more do I need to say?"

"I'm still here!" Belle said from the couch.

"I know." Ariel sang back.

"I could help, you know, make it a little spicier?" He said kissing Ariel slowly.

"Do you really want to sleep with the yellow thing on the couch?" She said between breathes.

"It's a yellow miniskirt and matching halter top!" Belle shouted, getting up.

"Well, threesomes always make more money." Eric said placing his hands on her shoulders.

The director came back in the room. He looked at Eric and Ariel make out and turned to Belle.

"See? Why couldn't you have been that convincing!" He said.

"Oh, fuck off." Belle said storming out of the room.

"I think you got the French girl mad." Ariel said, looking at the director.

"If a rock had auditioned, it would have done a better job than her." He said chasing after her.