You can do it now. You can't say you've never dated, because you have. A lot of people, actually.” Xander's gave her a mischievous grin. “You've leveled up, dearest. You're an expert on dating compared to Liv of six months ago.

Relax, Xander. It's only two lines.”He closed his eyes and leaned into her, his arms wrapping her back. “But it's still lines in a real film, and if I mess it up-”“They'll have you do it again. And again... and again.” Liv laughed. “No big deal. Life is full of second chances.

This advice from a college freshman carrying a cane?""It's a walking stick, I'll have you know.""Same difference.""Hardly. It's fashion.

That, my dear Liv, was confidence. Talk to someone. Make jokes with them. Seem interested in what they are saying even if they're dull as mud.” He shrugged. “Anyone... anyone at all, can be glamoured if you know how.

Everyone puts them on a pedestal, but we shouldn't. Acting is a service industry, as much as waiting tables. An actor works for us, not the other way around.

Breathtaking.That was the word, Liv decided, which had convinced her to wear the ludicrous outfit, because no one - not the one, solitary boyfriend she'd had during high school, or the leering frat boys she avoided at college parties - had ever spoken to her with such reverence. And with Xander beaming down at her, she did feel beautiful.

Alright. I'm over on the dark side. You'd better have the cookies I've been promised.

Ready for a selfie, m'lady?

Fries and fortune... The perfect combination.