[hr][hr][h1][center][color=teal]Brinlee Wynn[/color][/center][/h1]
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The girl couldn't help a small laugh at Nick's statement to the crowd. He was always a showboat and seemed to enjoy feeding off of the crowd's energy. It was definitely something she wasn't too fond of. She never liked being front and center of attention, never liked anyone judging her for every little thing she did on- and off- screen. Brin always longed for the time when she could finally be in control of her own wants and needs. Sure, the time on the show allowed her to mature some and grow a bit out of her quiet phase- but to go through the awkward time of adolescence on screen was something she would never wish on anyone else.

Hearing Mike's statement caused the small flush to reappear on her cheeks and she responded with a mere shrug of her shoulders. She had always enjoyed his company- Mike and Ais were her only true friends on set. Even though she was the only one who could go to her actual house at the end of the day, the two boys always made her feel at home. A part of her reached out for them since she had been desperately missing her own brothers at the time- and Ais definitely fit that role perfectly. She had been able to just relax and unwind with him, each other enjoying their comfortable silence. However, Mike had always been a bit different. Brin had been able to talk with him about anything, which was a rarity for her to even speak back in the day. He somehow was able to nudge down her barrier and the two had developed quite the friendship.

Which was something she had missed dearly during the ten years apart. Starting over in yet a new city with LA, she didn't have anyone to talk to other than family. She was lucky to find her room mates and developed a quick bond with the pair. The two had helped to bring her even more out of her shell- just enough that she landed her dream job as a reporter. She still had some trust issues to work through, however.

Mike's question drew a raised brow from her and she glanced down at her own attire. She was still dressed in Maddy's work uniform- black slacks and a white button-up blouse. With a clear of her throat, she shrugged and grinned up at him. [color=teal]"Yeah, I can eat in this. Costuming won't miss my plain Jane clothes."[/color]