Pyrrha and Jaune walked through the studio of RWBY, eyeing all the iconic imagery they'd been used to for so long. RWBY studio had two different sides to it that characters would often explore. The one they all worked at and saw frequent updates with was the "New RWBY" studio. The other side was largely abandoned and was mostly used for tour groups and occasional promotions. This side was known as "Vintage RWBY" studio. You could see all the old character models and structures that were once the face of RWBY.

Jaune and Pyrrha looked at all the old buildings they had once spent their entire days in.

"Hard to imagine that it's been so many years," said Jaune.

"I know," said Pyrrha. "Do you ever miss it?"

Jaune stroked his chin for a moment and sighed. All he could remember from those days were the goofy scenes he had to act out all the time. On top of that, accusations were made that his director was trying to make Jaune into a self-insert. Headlines were rampant with accusation like that, including one that said he and Weiss were together.

It was probably a different story for Pyrrha. She was cast as a superstar and even was one for the longest time. Her mailbox had to be replaced twice because all the fan mail would keep breaking it. Jaune, on the other hand, frequently found himself receiving just as much hate mail. Seeing all the familiar sights of Vintage RWBY only conjured up terrible memories.

They began walking some more through the remains of vintage Beacon before catching familiar sight. A small group of former extras walked by to admire the view. The extras of Vintage RWBY were shadowy people who were incapable of showing any type of expression. They had no faces and couldn't speak. They just existed to exist. Jaune and Pyrrha watched as they interacted through hand and arm signals. Every movement was done in unison. It was very uncanny to see.

"You're worried about something," said Pyrrha.

"What?" said Jaune. "N-No I'm not…"

Pyrrha frowned. "You look like you are…"

"Uh…because…um…it's because…."

"You don't need to hide anything from me."

Jaune sighed and sat on the ground. "I'm just struggling to figure out Salem…"

Pyrrha's eyebrows rose. "Salem?"

"Yeah," said Jaune. "We were paired together and I think I'm….I think I'm…."

"Feeling something for her?" asked Pyrrha.

Jaune nodded his head.

Pyrrha sat down next to Jaune and smiled. "I had a good feeling that was the case."

Jaune's jaw dropped. "B-B-B-B-B-B-"

"The way you showed so much concern to her and had a lot more interest that went beyond a simple pairing. I know you and I played a couple at one point, but this sounds like something you're a little more serious about."

"I don't really know what it is," said Jaune. "Salem's anything but pleasant. She tortures people, causes havoc everywhere she goes, murders for her own pleasure—"

"She certainly has a lot of good qualities," Pyrrha mumbled sarcastically.

Jaune ignored what she said and sighed once more. "I just don't know what she wants. Does she like me? Or am I just looking too much into it?"

"I think you just need to try and figure out for yourself. Think about what you and I did during our run on RWBY."

"But that was all scripted…"

"And yet you're acting the same way that you did when we paired up…"

"True…"

"So why not try to figure out her in a similar way, perhaps with less of the awkward mannerisms."

Jaune stood up and looked back at the vintage Beacon tower. It was so barren compared to what they had now. The whole studio was like that. Empty and lacking any life. It was no wonder that there were plans for it to be torn down in order to make room for the new Gen:Lock studio. Jaune gave the palce one last look before walking back with Pyrrha to the current RWBY studio.

It was certainly a change of life to see al the movement and conversation going on within the current RWBY studio. So many agents and actors were going back and forth to their destinations. Jauen and Pyrrha kept their heads down as everybody moved past them.

"I'll take your advice," said Jaune.

"Really?" said Pyrrha. She sounded a little surprised to hear Jaune speak.

"Yes," Jaune nodded. "I'm going to try and be natural. No trying to play detective. No trying to be someone I'm not. I'm going to try and understand Salem naturally. However that's done…."

"how many days until your contract is up?" asked Pyrrha.

"Only two more days," said Jaune. "It's probably not going to be enough."

"You never know," said Pyrrha. They both stopped in front of Pyrrha's apartment complex. She lived in the nicest complex characters could get. These apartments were usually reserved for the biggest stars of RWBY, but Pyrrha was one of the lucky few to keep it beyond her airtime.

"Well, goodbye," Pyrrha said with a friendly wave.

Jaune waved back as the gates to her complex closed in front of him. He walked back to his own complex while thinking of what steps needed to be taken.

He finally arrived at his complex. It wasn't quiet as nice as Pyrrha's, but it was still a pleasant sight. It was a lot better than what some of the lesser-known stars had to put up with.

"The real challenge is going to be figuring out Salem for sure," Jaune said to himself, "and somehow I need to do this within two days."

The lack of confidence in his voice reflected how he felt.