Lights, Camera, Action

"That's why I," she pauses. "That's why you're you."

Anya's smirk speaks loads as she watches the brunette stumble through her lines. Octavia leans in and whispers, "That wasn't her line was it?"

"No, it most definitely was not."

Octavia takes a deep breath and mutters a fuck, before taking a seat on Clarke's actor chair.

Five Months Earlier

"I don't want to do a rom-com Anya, how many times do I have to tell you that?" The brunette rolls her eyes as she listens to her manager and best friend go on and on about how great this opportunity is for her but she's pretty set on not being featured in any sort of romantic comedy. Comedy is one thing but romance is definitely something that Lexa Woods, child actor turned Oscar-winning actor does not do.

There's a knock on the door of her penthouse and Lexa goes to answer while still holding her phone in one ear listening to Anya ramble on.

She opens the door and surprise, surprise - it's Anya. Lexa hangs up the phone and tosses it to her best friend.

"I'm not doing it Anya," the actor says as she makes her way into the kitchen.

"You're being difficult," Lexa rolls her eyes as she pours her friend a cup of coffee and takes a seat at the breakfast bar.

Anya tries again, "Would you just read the script? I think you'll change your mind."

"Anya, no. No rom-com's, we agreed."

"Okay, I wasn't going to pull this but you need to hear it," Anya sighs. "You need this, you're being too picky with your projects and quite frankly, we don't know when the next Oscar-winning script is going to fall onto our laps. You're only 24 Lex, the world is your God damn Oyster and fucking Indra Ground is directing this film and asked for you personally."

Anya freezes expecting the backlash to be severe but Lexa simply shrugs her shoulders and says, "You should've led with Indra. She launched my career, I'd do anything for that woman. Get me the contract." With that Lexa leaves and heads to the bathroom to shower leaving Anya stunned and quite befuddled. "Set up a meeting for this afternoon," Lexa yells and from down the hall Lexa snickers as she overhears a very flustered Anya deal with her contract.

In another city across the country a hot upcoming actor is just waking up from a night of partying and what appears to be a mop of curly brown hair next to her.

"Shit," she whispers. She quietly gets out of bed and heads towards the hallway. When the door is shut behind her she heaves a sigh of relief and makes her way down the hall to her roommate's bedroom. Not bothering to knock she lets herself in and gets into bed.

Her roommate rolls over and blows her terrible morning breath onto her face.

"You breath smells like ass, O."

"Funny, the only person I remember getting any ass last night was you," she replies.

Clarke groans, "Who was it and was it bad?"

"Shouldn't you know the answer to that..." Clarke shrugs. "Well, if I had to take a guess, it was Finn. He showed up at the club and well...here we are."

"I'm a terrible, terrible person," Clarke groans.

"You're not, you're human but you really shouldn't string him along if you have no intention of being with him. It's been...what two, three months of this? This kid loves you, either cut the strings or do something about it."

Clarke knows that her best friend is right, Finn's always been such a great guy but there was just something about him that she just couldn't fully commit to.

"You're right...I guess I should go and...you know..."

"Yeah you should," Octavia says sitting up. "I love you Griff but I'm not escorting your boy toy out this time."

Clarke nods she knows her best friend is right but it still didn't make it any easier. The blonde stands, ready to face reality when Octavia calls her back.

"Oh before I forget, a script arrived for you late last night," Octavia tosses the sealed package to her. "You should take a look, Indra's directing."

Clarke's eyes widen, "Shut up she is not!"

"She is, so you're welcome...or whatever," Octavia says pulling out her laptop to begin working.

"You're the best manager a girl could ask for Octavia Blake!" Clarke sings before leaving her room.

"Bitch I better be..." Octavia murmurs before arranging her day.

Clarke quietly re-enters her bedroom to find Finn already dressed and that dopey grin on his face.

"Morning Princess."

"Hey..."

He smiles again, "I know that look. Don't sweat it Clarke, I know what this is and I'm okay with that."

"Finn...I'm not okay with it." 

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Clarke racks her brain on how best to approach this because truthfully she doesn't know what she wants. She's young, is that so bad? "I mean I just don't want to lead you on with the pretense that this is going somewhere because I don't know if it is."

"So there's hope?" He smiles again and Clarke doesn't have it in her to break his heart.

"I'm not saying yes and I'm not saying no. I just need to focus on work right now."

There that was good, right?

"No sweat Princess, I'll catch you later," Finn leans in and kisses the girl on the cheek and leaves. Clarke sighs and falls back onto her bed. She feels guilty for not feeling guilty about what just happened but right now, the only thing she can think about is the Indra Ground script just waiting to be read.

It's quite sunny for February in New York but Lexa doesn't mind. Despite her serious and sometimes broody nature, Lexa seems a bit more relaxed. Forgoing her usual black on black ensemble, she opts for heather grey sweat pants, converse, and a white v-neck.

She greets the staff in her lobby's building and brings her doorman his daily morning coffee.

"You're too good to me Woods," Gustus says with wink but Lexa just gives him a wave and a smile before putting on her shaded aviators and walking out.

New York's not for everyone but for Lexa it was the best decision she's made after Costia. Being in California, in all that heat and chaos was too much for her. She's been in the spotlight all of her life so when her last project wrapped she packed her bags to New York and never looked back.

That was almost a year and a half ago and while she's been involved in a few smaller projects here and there, Lexa for the most part has been out of the public eye. While NYC isn't as highly infested with paparazzi as LA is, she's still been in her fair share of tabloids and entertainment publications. Still, it's manageable and the actor has never felt as at peace.

The brunette makes her way down the block before trying to hail a cab, she's learned the hard way that hailing a cab in front of her own building can only lead to chaos and the occasional stalker. She quickly provides the address to the driver and pulls out her phone. Surprise, surprise there's already a text from Anya.

Anya: Please don't be rude in this meeting.

Anya: I mean it Lex, this project is good.

Anya: Did you even read the script?

Anya: LEX!

Lexa laughs before shooting off a quick reply to her friend.

Lexa: I'm not going to screw this up. I already told you I'm onboard and yes, I did read the script.

Lexa: Asshole.

The cab comes to a halt, Lexa pays him generously and makes her way into the brown-stoned building. Once inside she's immediately greeted by a man she hasn't seen in quite some time.

Lexa smiles and removes her sun glasses, "Nyko, it is so lovely to see you again," she kisses his cheek and he pulls her in for a hug.

"It's been a few years Miss Woods."

"It has, so would you do me a favor and stop calling me Miss Woods?" she teases.

"Of course Lexa, of course."

Nyko gestures for Lexa to walk in front of him as they head towards the elevator. Their ride to the 30th floor only takes a few seconds but in that time Nyko and Lexa are able to catch up on their lives since they've last seen each other. The bell dings and Nyko and Lexa exit laughing and Indra's already waiting for them at the front desk.

"I offer you the lead role in my movie and you come to your meeting dressed like that?" Indra says.

Nyko gulps, looking at Indra and then to Lexa and back to Indra. The tall woman breaks out into a smile and Lexa greets her with a hug.

"You know you still scare the shit out of me," Lexa says hugging her again.

"Fear equals power," Indra replies with a twinkle in her eye.

"And where did you hear that?" Lexa teases while following Indra down the hall.

"A little commander may have said it to me in passing," Indra says and her and Nyko laugh. Nyko holds the conference room door open for the ladies to enter and Lexa shakes her head.

"How is it that one line has haunted me my entire career?"

"Oh Lexa, you'll always be my commander, don't forget that," Indra says taking a seat. "But today's a different story." Indra nods to Nyko who dims the lights and lowers the window's shades, a projector turns on and a photo fills the screen.

"This is what we envisioned," Indra says beginning her pitch but Lexa waves her off.

"Indra, I'm doing this film. You don't need me to pitch me on it. I'm sold."

Indra smiles, "Have I taught you nothing?"

"You've taught me everything and you've made me everything. I'm doing this film, turn the lights back on and tell me more about these characters." 

Nyko grins and Indra throws her hands up in surrender, "Very well then, let's begin."

Their meeting lasts a little over an hour and a half in which they talked 40% about the upcoming project while 60% was spent catching up. Indra was the co-creator of The Ark, the show that launched Lexa Woods into child stardom and her career has only gone up from there.

"So it's settled then?" Indra says closing her notebook. "You're onboard?"

Lexa laughs, "Indra, for the tenth time, yes. I'm onboard."

"What happened to the Lexa Woods who doesn't do rom-coms?" Nyko says.

"I see you're spoken to Anya..." She grumbles.

"No - I've read your interviews," Nyko teases. "So why the change of heart?"

"Nyko are you trying to evoke emotion out of the Commander?" Indra laughs and Lexa blushes, if it were anyone else Lexa would immediately chew them out but not Indra and Nyko. Lexa basically grew up on the set of The Ark, Indra and Nyko were the closest things to parents she'll ever have. Lexa was an orphan, her parents abandoned her when she was three because a child couldn't pay for drugs. She was left on the steps of a fire house in a not so nice part of town. She's been through her share of foster homes until she found a family, Anya's family that took her in and showed her what love could feel like.

"Maybe I've had a change of heart?"

"Are you asking or are you telling?" Nyko asks.

"Nyko..." Lexa whimpers and Nyko only smiles.

"I won't probe, it's just nice to see you again kiddo," and Lexa smiles at the term of endearment she hasn't heard in years. Nyko shrugs and says, "Old habits die hard."

"That's a habit I don't mind," Lexa's phone vibrates and she rolls her eyes at Anya's name popping up. "So who did you have in mind for casting?"

"Well we've cast your roommate in the film and a few of the other smaller roles. Right now we're just waiting to hear back on your love interest," Indra replies.

"Who do you have in mind?" Lexa asks flipping through the script again.

"Clarke Griffin."

The name sounds familiar but the brunette can't quite pinpoint where or what she's seen her in but she assumes if Indra has requested her then she must be good.

"You don't know who she is?" Nyko asks sensing confusion for the actor.

"Sounds familiar but - no."

"She's been in a few rom-com's and is a regular on NYC Med."

"Interesting..." but then it hits her, she remembers where she's heard that name before. "She's that party girl isn't she?"  

"Lexa...I know what you're going to say," Indra begins. "She's not like..."

Costia. 

Lexa does her best to smile and replies, "I trust your judgement Indra. Yours and Nyko's, if she's the best person for the role, who am I to argue?"

Indra gives her a tight lipped smile and nod. Lexa stands and Nyko stands with her to escort her to the elevator.

"Don't be a stranger okay?" He says pulling her in for a hug.

"I wouldn't dare," she smiles and heads into the elevator. When the doors shut she makes a call, "Lincoln, get me everything you know on Clarke Griffin."

"O, this story is amazing," the blonde says from her patio as she skims through the script again. From the patio table next to her, Octavia can see various highlights and notes on the script and she smirks.

"Did I do good, or did I do good?"

"You did fucking amazing O, when do we start?"

The brunette shuts her laptop, "Pending a meeting with Indra and her producer, we'll be good to go."

"You are a gift from heaven Octavia Blake, I think celebrations are in order," Clarke stands and goes inside, Octavia faintly hears the sound of a blender and in no time the blonde returns with a margarita pitcher and two glasses.

"So who's my leading lady?" Clarke says wiggling her eyebrows.

"Lexa Woods," the brunette replies nonchalantly. Clarke spits out her drink.

"What?" Her eyes are wide with excitement.

"Mhm..." Octavia says while take a sip of her margarita.

"Lexa fucking Woods. Well, shit."

"I know what you're thinking Griff and I'm going to stop you right now. Fraternizing with your co-stars, off limits. Understand? Off. Limits. This is a huge deal for you, a movie with Indra Ground can change everything. Please tell me you're going to be on your A game."

Clarke knows Octavia's just looking out for her best interest, she's her best friend after all. She knows she can't afford to blow it. She knows what the media thinks of her, she knows her face is probably plastered on at least five tabloid covers at her local supermarket. She knows but at the same time she hasn't done anything about it.

"I've also hired you a publicist."

That snaps Clarke out of her daze very quickly.

"I'm sorry what?"

"You heard me, a publicist. She's really - "

Clarke waves her hand, "No way am I dealing with a publicist, come on O. You're my manager, isn't that enough?" Clarke pouts.

"If you'd let me finish...You'd hear me say that you're publi -"

The backyard door swings open and a tall slender brunette walks in, bags in hand, combat boots, black jeans and shirt with a red leather jacket.

"Raven Reyes reporting for duty!"

Clarke shrieks and runs over to best friend throwing her arms around her in a bear hug.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Octavia clears her throat, "If you would have let me finish Clarke, you'd hear me say that Raven is coming onboard as your publicist."

Clarke grins and drags the other brunette to the table, running back inside for an empty glass for Raven.

"You look good Rae, I see Chicago treated you well," O says raising her glass to cheers.

"Chicago is...Chicago. It's definitely no California," she raises her glass and Clarke follows suit. "To the three amigos, being reunited again." The girls clink glasses and spend the rest of the afternoon laughing and soaking up that West coast sunshine.

Octavia tends to getting Raven set up in a room of her own and Clarke is back to going over her script. She's probably read it at least five times since that morning. Octavia's really happy for her friend, she is but deep down she really hopes she doesn't screw this one up. 

"What's on your mind O?" Raven asks practically reading her mind. "You're worried about Clarke aren't you?"

Octavia sighs, "I can't help it. She's been...Not out of control but...She seems lost." Octavia takes a seat on Raven's newly made bed and sighs again. "I feel like I've failed her, as her best friend, I've failed her."

"First off, you're only one of her best friends," she smirks. "Second, you haven't failed anyone. You work so hard to keep her afloat, she knows that." Raven takes a seat next to Octavia, taking her friends hand in hers. "Everything's going to be okay O."

Octavia nods and allows herself to be comforted by her friend for the first time in many months since their last encounter. "I missed you, you know?" Raven whispers, her thumb now tracing small circles on the other brunette's hand. "Chicago...It was good but it wasn't this good."

There I said it.

Octavia grips the girl's hand tighter and Raven cups Octavia's face with her free hand. There's so much left unsaid and so much they're both afraid to say. Neither knows what to do but no one's moving. Octavia leans into Raven's touch and closes her eyes. Her mind flashes to that night and Raven can tell where she's gone.

"Hey...Octavia..."

Octavia's eyes open and she looks directly at her. "I'm okay." She stands and Raven immediately misses the warmth her body brought her. "We're leaving for New York in two hours, just for a few days. Pack light, I'm sure Griff will want to treat you for joining the team."

Raven nods, "You got it."

Octavia exits her room and returns to her own, she's already packed so she bites the bullet and finally calls her brother back.

"Hey Bell."

"I must be dreaming because my baby sister never calls me back. At least not this quickly!"

She smiles, "That's rude. You know I'm busy but I just wanted to say hi and let you know I'm off to New York for a few days."

"Ah - and how is the Princess?"

"She's good, Raven's here now actually, she's coming onboard as her -"

"Sorry, did you say Raven?"

Octavia mentally kicks herself in the ass for mentioning her, "Yeah, she's coming on as Clarke's publicist."

"Are you okay with that?"

No.

"Yeah," She knows she doesn't sound convincing but she knows her brother won't pry, at least until he senses that she's ready to talk.

"If you need me, you know I can take some time off. I can be on a flight anytime or take you here, whatever you need. You know your nephew and niece would love to see you."

"Thanks Bell, I'll keep that in mind. Skype date soon okay? Love you big brother." Octavia hangs up the phone and lays down. She glances at the time and sees she has at least a solid twenty minutes to take a quick nap before having to head to the airport. She's about to close her eyes when there's a knock at her door. It can't be Clarke seeing as Clarke has zero manners when it comes to entering any room so it can only be...

"Hey, it's Raven," she hears through the door.

"Come in."

The door opens and Raven's shed herself of her jacket and she's in a pair of very tight yoga pants.

"O, I just wanted to say -" Raven doesn't get a chance to finish her sentence because Octavia's on her feet and pushing the other brunette against her door and kissing her.

It takes a moment for Raven to realize what's going on but Octavia kisses her harder and Raven opens her mouth just slightly for their tongues to meet. Raven doesn't realize she's moaning softly into Octavia's mouth until the other girl pulls away. Both girls are breathing heavy, eyes pupils blown with want and desire.

"Octavia," Raven's shaking her shoulders now. "Octavia, wake up."

Octavia's eyes pop open, she's sweating and there's a familiar pool of wetness in her very much ruined underwear but that's the least of her worries. Raven's standing above her with hands still on both of her shoulders. The brunette realizing they were still touching quickly pulls away and moves steps aside.

"Sorry, I knocked but you were dead asleep it seems. The car's here to take us to the airport. I'll just let Clarke know you'll be a second."

Octavia nods and Raven leaves, she was most definitely shit of luck.

“Sounds great, I’ll let her know. We’ll see you tonight. Thanks Nyko."

Lexa sensing that Anya’s phone call is over peeks her head in from the balcony.

“Care to share?"

“That was Nyko, looks like Clarke and her manager flew into town to finalize the deal with Indra. They’d like us all to meet them for dinner."

Lexa nods, not seeming too enthusiastic and Anya picks up on it real quick. She joins her best friend on her balcony overlooking Central Park.

“I’ll never get tired of this view,” Anya says and she’s only met with silence. Lexa’s mind is everywhere but the present. “Everything okay Lex?"

The brunette still doesn’t say a word so Anya tries again. “This movie’s going to be good, I know it is Lex. You just need to give it a chance."

Lexa looks at Anya, “I had Lincoln pull her file."

Anya rolls her eyes, “Oh come on Lex, you can’t keep doing that for every co-star you have, you’re not some army general. You’re an actor."

“Say what you want but if I’m getting involved…professionally, with someone, I should at least know something about the person I’m getting into to bed with.” Anya cocks her brow. “Figuratively of course."

“You know, you were always a sucker for a good blonde,” Anya teases.

“The fact that you’re even thinking I could…I’d never do such a thing Anya."

“Chill Commander, it was a joke,” Anya looks at her phone and back towards her friend. “We have dinner in an hour, so be ready."

Anya takes her leave and Lexa yells back, “Yes mother.” Lexa sighs and returns to her view of Central Park. From high up it looks peaceful, she can see the tiny figures moving amongst the trees, she can see the trails of yellow from taxi cabs lined up looking for patrons, and every so often a loose ballon floating up into the sky. There’s a knock on the balcony door, it’s Anya pointing towards her watch indicating her time of daydreaming is up and she needs to start hauling ass if they’re going to make it on time.

Clarke, Raven and Octavia are fifteen minutes late to dinner. Anya, Nyko and Indra don’t seem to mind but Lexa on the other hand is anything but pleased.

“Lexa, relax,” Anya says trying to calm her best friend.

“I’m fine,” she grits but everyone can see she clearly isn’t.

Nyko looks at his watch again and back at Indra, “I’m sure they’ll be here any minute. Their hotel’s in Midtown, you know what that kind of traffic is like at this hour."

Lexa smiles and nods, she knows she needs to play it cool. She knows nothing about Clarke other than what Lincoln was able to dig up on her and even so, it doesn’t seem very promising. Lexa downs the rest of her wine, Anya shoots her a glance and just as the brunette’s about to wave over the waiter for a refill, the hostess appears with three women in tow.

Nyko stands and gestures to the three chairs across from him, “Clarke a pleasure to see you again."

The blonde smiles and it’s a smile Lexa’s studied before but seeing it in person is quite unforgettable.

“I am so sorry we’re late. Traffic is horrible and by the time we made it out of Midtown our driver was going through what seemed like a very traumatic breakup on his phone so we decided to hop out and walk."

The three girls take their seats and immediately begin drinking their water, when the waiter appears Nyko orders another bottle of wine for the table and another pitcher of water. When everyone is settled, Indra clears her throat and begins her introductions.

“I’ll keep this short, seeing as I’ve talked both of our leading ladies’ ears off earlier today but I just wanted to say how excited I am to be working with two amazing talents.” Indra smiles looking at Clarke and then at Lexa. “I have no doubt that this film will be successful and I really just cannot wait to get things started."

The table cheers and Clarke steps up first, “Well I guess this is sort of awkward, like your first day of high school awkward when none of your friends are in your homeroom, but I just wanted to say I am a fan of everything you’ve done Lexa. I know how nerdy that sounds but truly, I’ve watched you my entire life.”

Blue eyes melt into green ones and Clarke is clearly fangirling over her co-star while her two best friends snicker next to her.

Realizing that eyes are on her Lexa speaks, “It’s a pleasure meeting you as well Clarke. I look forward to working with you."

If Clarke feels defeated by Lexa’s response she doesn’t show it. Instead she takes a sip of her wine, smiles, and draws her attention back to Nyko and Indra. Dinner goes by agonizingly slow, for the most part the blonde enjoyed herself despite fighting every instinct in her not to look at Lexa. There’s something about how the brunette reacted to her that just doesn’t sit right.

“Well ladies, I appreciate you joining Nyko and I for dinner tonight. We’re still working on casting a few other roles but rehearsals should be underway in a few weeks, in which we’ll regroup back in LA."

Lexa nods and smiles, doing her best to hide the fact that she has to return to LA. Anya sensing her doubts quickly laces their fingers together and gives her a light squeeze. Raven notices the interaction right away and nudges Octavia to look. Raven raises her brow and Octavia just shrugs it off.

The group makes their way outside, hugs and phone numbers are exchanged and once Nyko and Indra leave Clarke tries once more to interact with the brunette.

“So we’re headed back to our hotel,” she says.

“Very well, I hope you girls enjoy yourselves,” Lexa replies and Anya scoffs and steps in.

“Lexa's place is a few blocks from here, I’m sure she wouldn’t mind if you guys came by for a nightcap."

Lexa looks absolutely betrayed at what her friend has just suggested but when the three other girls smile and accept the invitation, Lexa has no choice but to oblige.

The elevator ride is sufficiently awkward and Lexa’s thankful she has Anya to buffer. Being social was never one of Lexa’s strong suits despite what her occupation might suggest. The elevator arrives to the penthouse and Clarke’s the first one to speak.

“Well fuck."

Lexa’s taken by back by the bluntness of the girl and it kind of makes her like the blonde a bit.

“I’m sorry, I’m such a potty mouth,” the blonde giggles.

Lexa smiles, “Don’t apologize, I drop my share of expletives here and there as well."

Octavia and Raven are already exploring Lexa’s home with Anya acting as their guide and it the two girls finally realize they’re alone. This time Lexa takes the initiative and asks Clarke if she’d like anything but the blonde simply nods her head no and instead moves her attention to the centerpiece of Lexa’s living room, a piano.

“Do you play?” Clarke asks running her hands across the ivory.

“A bit, yes."

“I’ve always wanted to play an instrument,” Clarke says taking a seat at the piano. “I was never quite good at the musical thing."

“You know it’s never too late to learn,” Lexa says suddenly finding herself drawn to the girl. “I honestly have never taken a lesson either, I just kind of figured out what made sense…if that makes sense,” Lexa laughs.

“You’re cute,” Clarke laughs back and regrets it almost immediately. Lexa gives her a small smile and gestures towards the piano bench.

“Mind if I take a seat?"

“Only if you’ll play me something,” Clarke says moving to the couch to give Lexa the piano bench.

The brunette takes a seat, her back immediately straightens up and her hands hover over the keys. She wiggles them a bit and Clarke thinks that maybe she’s having second thoughts but then a low melody begins to fill the room and suddenly Clarke is entranced by the sounds around her. The rhythm is slow but is powerful. It’s borderline aggressive but still soft and innocent at the same time. Clarke watches the way Lexa’s hands gracefully move up and down the instrument, touching each note ever so softly but delivering a loud and powerful sound, then suddenly it stops and Clarke is brought back down to Earth.

“I…I can’t seem to remember the rest,” Lexa whispers.

Is she crying?

The brunette wipes at her eyes hoping Clarke doesn’t catch on. Before Clarke can say anything else their friends return to the main room to join them.

“Was that the piano I heard?” Anya asks giving Lexa quizzical look.

“It was,” Clarke answers. “I might have swayed her into playing for me. You play beautifully Lexa."

The brunette blushes causing Clarke to blush as well and Anya makes a note to bring it up later on.

“Well I’ve given the girls a tour, Clarke would you like one as well?” Anya asks breaking the somewhat awkward silence that’s developed. 

“I um, I should really see if Raven and Octavia want to get going or -“ The blonde looks around and finds that her friends are once again missing.

Lexa laughs, “It appears that the girls have found the game room, I think that’s Mario Kart I hear."

Clarke turns fifty shades of red at how embarrassing her friends are but before she can apologize there’s a knock at the door. Lexa looks at Anya who shrugs and goes to check the security camera.

“It’s Lincoln,” Anya says and Lexa nods telling her to let him in. The door open and a tall man dressed in dark jeans and a black shirt stands in the doorway.

“Evening Anya,” he says.

“To what do we owe the pleasure baby brother,” Anya teases and Clarke realizes that her and Lexa might have more in common than she thinks.

“Word got out that Clarke Griffin is here, it’s caused some chaos in the lobby and out back."

“Shit, I’m so sorry Lexa,” Clarke says once again taking the blame for something out of her control. “This…this happens quite a bit."

“Hey, it happens. Just part of the lifestyle you know?” Lexa turns her attention to Lincoln, “How bad is it?"

He sighs, “I’d suggest she stay here, at least until the chaos dies down and then I can escort her back to her hotel."

Lexa nods and turns back to Clarke, “I have a few spare rooms, you and your friends are more than welcome to stay the night."

“We couldn’t, I mean, I can’t put you out like that."

“It’s no problem at all, we both know how crazy the paparazzi can get. Please, stay, I insist."

Meanwhile Anya’s consulting with Lincoln to make sure that security on the floor is tight and that the building staff is made aware as well but it doesn’t stop her from snooping on her best friend as she interacts with an attractive blonde.

“If you insist, then I suppose I can’t say no,” Clarke beams. “I’ll go tell the girls."

Lexa joins Anya and Lincoln in their deliberations and immediately gets teased by Lincoln.

“She’s cute Lex."

Lexa’s eyes narrow, “You’re just as bad as your sister, Lincoln."

“Doesn’t change the fact that she’s cute,” he says smiling and Lexa quickly slaps Lincoln’s arm before he leaves.

The other girls return from the game room and Anya personally volunteers to take Raven and Octavia to the spare room next to her room since it’s on her side of the penthouse leaving Clarke to Lexa.

Lexa brings Clarke to the spare room next to hers. It’s cutely decorated and it makes Clarke feel at home. “I’ll bring you some spare clothes,” Lexa says and excuses herself.

Clarke meanwhile takes this time to check out the view from her window and like she thought it would be, it’s breathtaking.

“That view’s my favorite,” Lexa says startling the other girl. “I’d have chosen this room to be mine but I get too easily distracted, I’d never be able to sleep. I’d just want to watch everything going on outside.” Lexa lays down a set of pajamas for the girl, “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I just told you that."

“Don’t, it’s nice.” Way to go Griffin. “And by nice, I mean I like getting to know you. I mean we’re going to be working together after all and you know, getting to know each other is kind of crucial for our roles."

Lexa nods in agreement and ignores the way Clarke’s rambling makes her stomach do somersaults and instead says goodnight and leaves Clarke to her privacy.

When Lexa’s finally in the safety of her room she lays in bed and grabs the script off of her bedside table. For the first time in her career Lexa Woods is excited to be working on a rom-com and she tries to tell herself it isn’t because of the cute blonde in the next room over.