“I did it,” Elias lied, stepping forward. “I brushed against it when I was rehearsing my blocking.”
“Who moved the letter?” the Lead Decorator hissed, pointing at the desk.
The "Hot Set" tension snapped. Instantly, the swarmed the room like a forensic team. They didn't just clean; they maintained the chaos. One woman used a ruler to ensure the discarded rug corner was still turned up exactly three inches. Another used a spray bottle to refresh the "condensation" on the glass.
