"?" March 7th asked in confusion.
"What is it?"
"I just wanted to find something to do and earn a little extra money, but if someone has to be kicked out because of me, then forget it."
"What does that matter?" Director Pepesi said ingratiatingly.
"Miss March 7th, you know this is an animated film jointly produced by Clock Kid and the Dreamy Ensemble."
"As for the Dreamy Ensemble actors, can't we replace them whenever we want?"
"They're just a bunch of dream-life forms. We can produce as many as we need. How could we get things backwards and sacrifice you for their sake, Miss March 7th?"
"Ummmm..."
"I'm not doing it."
Hearing this, March 7th raised a hand in refusal.
"Goodbye."
With that, March 7th ignored their attempts to stop her and walked straight out of the filming area.
She arrived at the next set.
The director here was an automaton who looked particularly short-tempered.
"Hey, hey, hey! Restricted filming area! Unauthorized personnel are not allowed inside!"
"I'm not unauthorized personnel. I'm here to audition."
March 7th smiled.
"Director, what do you think of me? I'm a very good actress."
"Go, go, go... get out of here." The Automaton Director impatiently drove her away.
"No matter how good your acting is, can it be better than having the Dreamy Ensemble play the Dreamy Ensemble?"
"The Dreamy Ensemble?" March 7th froze and looked behind the Automaton Director.
"You're filming Dreamy Wonderland too?"
"Hm?" The Automaton Director paused at her words.
"Looks like you do have some sources of information."
"Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"
"Oh, I'm waiting for my companion here."
March 7th scratched her head.
"He said he'd be coming over soon to be the Executive Producer, so I came first to check things