Lights, Camera, Action!

Me: "Alright. Places, everyone."
Ashley: "Um... Carol?"
Me: "Quiet on the set."
Clara: "What's happening to her?"
Me: "Lights! Camera! Action!"
Amy: "I think she's having some sort of episode."
Heidi: "Carol? Are you okay?"
Me: "Shush... we're rolling."
Andrew: "Actually, we're not."
Me: "Cut! Seriously, people, that take's ruined."
Ashley: "There is no take."
Clara: "Do you see any cameras?"
Amy: "Of course you don't."
Heidi: "We're not filming a movie."
Andrew: We just rehearsing "Brushes."
Ashley: "A Comedy of Hairs."
Clara: "You can put the megaphone down."
Amy: "And stop yelling."
Heidi: "We can hear you just fine."
Me: "Take two!"
Andrew: "Give me the megaphone, Carol."
Me: "No!"
Ashley: "Come on, be a good girl, hand it over."
Me: "I'm the director now!"
Clara: "Great. She's having delusions of grandeur."
Amy: "You're just filling in."
Heidi: "For Kevin."
Andrew: "Cuz he had that thing."
Me: "What thing?"
Ashley: "The thing in Westlake."
Me: "Oh, right. The thing."
Clara: "I think she's coming back to us."
Me: "He couldn't be here so I'm subbing."
Amy: "Correctamundo."
Me: "Sorry, guys. I had a moment."
Heidi: "As long as you're okay."
Me: "Do I still get to boss you around?"
Andrew: "Bring it."
Me: "Okay, then, sit your butts down, finish the eff'n humus and the carrots, and let's roll."
Ashley: "Oh no, she said roll."
Clara: "We lost her again."
Amy: "Call 911."
Me: "Get a grip, people. I'm talking, metaphorically, for eff's sake."
Heidi: "Riiiiight."
Me: "Enough with the chit chat. Scene One. A Brush With Vanity."