Dinner is a cast and crew affair in the hotel, wherein Evie stays at the opposite end of the long dining room to Duke for the duration. Their coffee date finished her. She could see what everyone meant about turning the narrative about the movie around, about using it to her advantage. Her photo is out there now – it may as well be out there for the next few weeks if it’s going to help sell more books and even more movie rights, her father seeing it (or not) be damned. Fine. She’s not going to cut her nose off to spite her face. But Christ, she’s up online with these new shots already, live-action pics of the coffee spillage posted for the masses. Fortunately, it looks like her own coffee slipped from her hand when she threw it over Duke. At least, that’s what the caption says: Another disaster quickly followed, when the coffee spilled on the floor made author Evie Bird slip, covering her date from head to toe too. The truth is, she lost control when Duke laughed at her that way. It’s shocking to her how much quicker she’s been to anger since she arrived, like the Hyde to her Jekyll has been released. Duke just pushes her buttons. All of them.

When she’s eaten, all Evie wants to do is go upstairs to try to write, and yet when she finishes the last of her roasted beef Katerina heads on over to see if she’s coming to the ‘pub quiz’ being hosted in the snug next door.

‘Erm, no?’ Evie says, confused. Organised fun is her least favourite kind of fun, so much so that organised fun is actually her idea of hell. ‘I’ve got work to do.’

‘Noooo!’ Katerina intones. ‘Impossible! Come on – it’ll only be an hour. You can’t hide away all on your own.’

‘Of course I can.’ Evie blinks, and even she can admit how boring she sounds. Katerina pulls a face. Evie’s façade melts. ‘Oh for God’s sake,’ she says, perilously close to smiling.

‘Is that a yes?’ Katerina asks, like butter wouldn’t melt. ‘There will be wine …’

‘Fine. But one hour, okay? I really do have to get some words down before bed.’

‘Sold,’ says Katerina, and they head on over to the snug. As they walk Katerina adds: ‘This is good bonding. And also, as a hardened on-set DP, I really have to insist that you don’t get sucked into survival mode. This job only works if you give in to the cabin fever of it all and become best mates with everyone, if only for the time we’re all together.’