Tears streamed down her face as the Peter read out the last rites. In her quivering hands, she clutched a bunch of tulips. The atmosphere was heavy with sadness. Around her, sobs and wailings started to fill the air. This was it. The time had finally come to say goodbye. Slowly, she got down and laid the flowers onto the ground.

Then a loud irritating voice interupted the scene."Cut!" yelled the director.
"Alright that was a good one. Now we'll repeat the scene with even more passion and emotion."

Sighing, the actors got into their positions for the hundred and ninty ninth time. What a fussy director. They had already done this so many times already.