Emma: *walking down to road I look both ways and start to cross tripping as a car zooms towards me I scream at the top of my lungs trying to scramble to my feet*
MEGAN Megan says the line, still holding Corey's hand and she smiles, she was great with improvisation, scripted work? Not so much.
MEGAN “No! I want to do it your way, you wrote this play, you deserve it your way. If I'm not any use you can always replace me, I don't mind, it's what people do for each other, when they like them.” She babbles quickly.