Kate and Jeri were sitting in lawn chairs on the back lot having coffee when all of a sudden they heard creaming coming from the makeup trailer.  Beltran was running down the stairs clawing at his forehead cursing and yelling, "Noooooo I am more than this! How will anyone take me seriously, now?"

Kate merely twitched her eyes in Jeri's direction and dryly asked, "India Ink?"

Jeri nodded with a swallow of coffee. "Yep, I told him, 'no tongue'."

Then they heard a shriek come from around the corner.

Nodding in consideration, Kate added, "Then I guess the Tabasco should just about be kicking in."

They nonchalantly toasted their cups and returned to silent contemplation.