Doing a 2-day shoot on a short film in and around the East Village. My character is worried he is being followed. A stranger comes out of my character's building. I turn to face the window of the Vietnamese restaurant next door to be seen by him.
Fortunately, between the rehearsal and the 1st take at 9:40 a.m., some random person kindly spilled this bottle of Bud to clearly mark where I need to turn.