anne marie stands beside eric, a nikon with a telephoto lens in her hand, holding her breath in anticipation. she's twenty-three, pretty, with soft features and piercing blue eyes. she wears eddie bauer woman's gear like she was born in it.
eric hurries down the footpegs.
eric quickly glances over his shoulder to make sure anne marie's backing him up.
horrified, anne marie turns away.
anne marie caps the diesel fuel can and stows it away.
corbett is amazed. eric smiles at anne marie.