Producer: A to Z Wineworks
She steps into the apartment and closes the door with a heavy sigh, leaning against it to kick off first one treacherous heel, and then the other. What the hell had she been thinking wearing heels that day? No matter. The apartment is empty and quiet, the first room she has entered that day without an immediate ambush of questions, demands, or issues with the storyboards. The storyboards! They are a million miles away as she makes her way to the kitchen, opens the fridge, and mentally calculates if any dish can be created out of cereal, ketchup, and cottage cheese… Some “Man vs. Wild” makeshift version of lasagna, perhaps?