"Just a moment, Mr. Anderson, I'd like to talk to you..." Lorenzo said as he pried the door open.
Cody looked at Lorenzo oddly, "What seems to be the problem, Mister…?"
"Don't try to butter me up, Mr. Hot Shot. I know what you're up to." Lorenzo growled.
"Whatever do you mean, Lorenzo?" Cody asked, sheepishly.
Lorenzo pinned Cody to the stall. Cody jumped in fear.
"Listen well, Mr. Anderson, Mr. Greyson is a highly respected young man in the industry, and I won't have you screw it up. I don't care if your gay or whatever, but don't pull Mr. Greyson into it. I can't have him losing focus of what his goals are. Do I make myself clear, young man?" Lorenzo sneered at Cody, hatefully.
"Crystal." Cody chuckled nervously and shook in fear.
With that, Lorenzo pulled himself off of the terrified teen.
"And don't you even think I won't find a way to replace you, because I will." Lorenzo said under his breath and walked away from the boy's dressing room, "Now, all I need is to convince Mr. Greyson."
Cody peeked out the door, sighed, and closed the door.
"This is definitely not my day." Cody huffed as he wriggled out of his other outfit. As his shirt and pants hit the floor, the door had opened again.
"Cody, I almost forgot to give you-" Noah froze and stared at a blushing Cody, "Oh my, God! I'm so sorry!"
Cody threw his hands, instinctively over his body and squealed in embarrassment.
"D-d-don't look!" Cody squeaked as he hid his face with his hair.
Noah's face slowly got red as he ran out of the room and stood outside the door.
"I-I'm so sorry…" Noah stuttered as he apologized to the latter.
"No, no. I-It's fine. You didn't know… It wasn't your fault. I should have locked the door." Cody blushed as he threw on the new outfit Noah had given him.
Cody walked out of the dressing room and smiled. Noah looked into Cody's eyes and blushed.
"H-here, y-y-you f-forgot… Your hat…" Noah said as he looked away and handed him a fedora, "Knock em' dead."
Cody walked out onto the runway and strutted to the center platform.
"And here, we have another one of Mr. Greyson's designs, 'Boy in Blue'." The announcer said with a heavy English voice.
Cody posed for the camera and finally walked off the stage. As he walked up to Noah, he already sensed something was wrong.
"Noah, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Cody asked, fearing he would be fired.
"No, you were perfect. It's my female model, Victoria. She's not going to show up." Noah sighed as he threw his head in his hands.
"Oh, do you need another model?" Cody smiled.
Noah looked up and looked at Cody, seriously, "You would do it? Are you serious?"
"Noah, I was put into a pair of lederhosen on national TV. I can handle this." Cody grinned.
"Noah, do you really-" Lorenzo started.
Noah smiled at Cody and looked at Lorenzo seriously, "Go get the dress."
