Who's behind the curtain?

Excited! My 2nd one hour show with TS. I've been working my ass off for the last couple of months getting up at 5 a.m. to then drive from West Hollywood to Camarillo to help set up her warehouse with industrial shelving, packaging product and repackaging a product for the 3rd time. I'm doing it because I love this make-up artist's products. Having been in the biz for over 20 years, you name it she's done them so, I'm bound to learn so much from her and the business. So making that 100 mile drive a day through some of the he worst L.A. traffic could only be worthwhile, right?

On the last day of packing, right before she left to finish working on the new Jessica Alba movie with Mike Meyers, I asked TS who would be joining us for QVC? (BB the last make-up artist couldn't take the time off again from "Las Vegas") TS meets a another make-up artist who was answering questions for people in her forum and invited her along. We'll that's an interesting way of hiring someone but her resume is impressive and they share a lot of things in common. Great! I can't wait to meet her, the more make-up artists I know in this industry the better.

Two days before we leave for QVC, I speak to the other make-up artist who will be joining us. She seems awesome we chat for a good 45 minutes about me and what I have done and vice versa when she tells me she's been packing for days and she has to get organized.
"Gosh, we're only gone over night how much stuff are you bringing?"
"Well, I have another job right after this one... in Florida."
"Sweet, nothing like consistently working and traveling."

Fast forward... We arrive in PA and TS as been texting the other make-up artist and hasn't even called me. (weird... whatever, I'm not one of those petty girls. Life is too short) Our ride through the forest was interesting more or less. I felt this weird sensation like I was being interrogated by the other artist. How long have you known TS? Do you work with her often? How long have you been in the business? TS and I went to the same school around the same time and then started straight into films. You're self taught and know the retail world. I feel like I could learn so much from you. (is she being sincere or sarcastic? But she's very motherly and it seems conforting)

We get to the Sheraton in Malvern PA. It's where everyone stays if they have a show on QVC. I walk up to the desk for my room key.
"I need a credit card."
"The room should already be paid for."
He shakes his head and I hand over my credit card.
The other make-up artist grabs her keys and while her desk woman explains how she's on the fifth floor and her keys accesses all the amenities.
The deskman hands me my keys.
"You're on the fourth floor with an access card to the clubhouse."
"What? I'm not on the fifth floor."
"No, but you still have access," as he give me a fucked smile.
And TS didn't pay for my room and I'm not in the clubhouse with everyone else. Now, that's fucked up! I'm billing them for that.

Day of the show. TS changed the show line up the night before and I rewrote the show over. The other make-up artist came over to discuss the show but wanted to gab before breakfast and tell me how nervous she was. This was something new to her. LIVE TELEVISION. Yeah, I get it but if you just follow my instructions and just listen to what I tell you, we will be fine. "Just that I'm so nervous!"
"I get it. It will be the fastest hour of your life."

QVC Studios
It reminds me of OZ.