Hair to be imprinted in cement at Hollywood's Chinese Theater

Tonight, we had the (sob, whimper) final screening of the movies we've been shooting this week. I can confirm the following, both good and bad:

• I look positively ridiculous as a cop. The role is totally implausible, especially with my completely girly ponytail swinging out the back of my police hat. If I had any audible lines, they'd undoubtedly be, "Like, hi! Do you want to join my police sorority? [Giggle.]" Plus, I look just as tired in the extreme close-up as I feared I would. Ouch. Good thing it's a very short scene, so the pain ends quickly.
• I did okay as the tourist with the Scooby van and as the body double. Despite my lines being dubbed out, I can tell both are me (especially the tourist); you'll probably be able to tell, too. Nothing to write home about, though.
  
• I sang "Flexfill" on key, even without the practice take! Yay! There's only a second of me singing, but does count as me singing on film.
• My acting highlight is the "girl in bar" turned hair-in-the-wind/jeans person. I keep deleting the comments I'm adding about this one, so suffice it to say that I'm definitely recognizable in this one, for better or for worse.

After the screening, we had a little party back at the lab. I finally have a partial picture of Francois # 2 (cool Francois) to show you, as he appeared around 2 a.m. today. Here he is with Caroline, the director with whom I worked most closely.

We have a final farewell party tomorrow night at La Quincaillerie, at which point I will bid adieu to some of the models, actors, and directors (again: sob, whimper); however, I'm happy to say that I've made some friends who live in town and are already suggesting I move here. Very nice people, these Canadians.