Dan never would've thought that he'd have a job that requires lunch at a set time...but here he is. "I still cannot believe that you're Liam fucking Dawson! Illusion is like so dark man. The darkest superhero. He's well dark." Ralph laughs while he tucks into another piece of his KFC meal.

Dan laughs while Ralph bites into the chicken wing with his teeth, he holds it there like a lioness holds her baby. While doing that he then unwraps the corn on the cob, which is a little tricky to open the plastic bag. Ralph is starving, it's only because all of the snacks that he brought in got redeemed as 'loud' and got confiscated from the set.

Dan is still in awe of the food.

He never knew that on a filmset anyone can request any type of food that their heart desires. It kind of makes him feel like a complete arsehole, especially because of the Overjoyed music video. Bastille's very first 'official' music video. Dan gave homemade sandwiches out to the small crew. It's only since that video that his learnt that not everyone likes sandwiches, or their contents. However, he dismisses the guilty feeling since it's in the past and no one really complained at the time.

"Are you going to tell your mum? Like...can you tell Isla?" Dan shrugs his shoulders back. Despite filming since early in the morning, Dan still doesn't have no idea what exactly is going on. To make matters worse he doesn't think much of Aubrey, so he is trying to avoid her at all costs.

"Yeah. He can if he wants, it's no shit that press is going to be all over this set. It's a closed down road and people are already watching us." Dan's eyes widen as a smile emerges.

"Are you sure. Like one hundred percent?" Charlie almost snorts, if she didn't already know that Dan was new to the acting industry then she definitely would've by now.

"What?" Dan smiles while someone sits on the other side of Dan. Normally Dan would mind, considering there's many other tables that is spare, but then he realises that the gentleman is watching Netflix's 'Bird Box'.

He's a little late to it's obscene hype - the three new friends think to themselves in unison, after hearing Sandra Bullocks bland voice through the very loud AirPods.

"Yeah, Dan. I'm sure. Just don't tell every single friend you have. Film news spreads faster than wildfires." Charlie then leans her legs to the side of the table before discretely crossing them. Dan looks at her plate and cracks a smile at her Chinese takeaway. She had a mountain of it, although it's all gone. She had pork chow mien, chips, a box dry spare ribs, curry sauce and boiled rice.

Charlie sees Dan looking at her empty plate. "I have fast metabolism. I can eat and eat...but...I can't gain." Dan nods his head, he wishes he was as lucky as Charlie is when it comes to food, but he also knows that he can't eat like that everyday.

"Why don't you ask for something less...green?" Charlie points at his lunch while Dan shrugs looking at the healthy option.

"Not only is there a shirtless scene, but I'm running the London Marathon in April." With that Charlie's jaw drops. She would never have Dan as the type of guy to run a marathon, although he clearly has the body.

"What charity are you running for?" Dan then anxiously bites his lip.

"His mum had breast cancer." Charlie holds her heart looking mortified.

Dan goes to nod his head but stops, "oh god." Dan mumbles before he falsely smiles.

"He forgot to mention that she's alive. She had cancer, but...it's alright now." Charlie gives a loud sigh in relief before Dan gives Ralph a scolding look.

Dan wants to impress Charlie. Not giving her a heart attack.

Charlie then cracks a small smile. "Do you have a sponsor list?" Dan pats his pockets before shaking his head.

"Not with me...no..." Charlie then shrugs her shoulders back.

"It's under my bed, innit." Dan quickly replies with a wide smile. It's something he cannot help doing, Charlie makes him feel...happier.

"Why did you just check your pockets then?"

"Because it was a joke. People always check there pockets before they determine something...right?"

"Nah. That's just weird, mate." Ralph intervenes while Charlie laughs, slightly shaking her head.

"I don't do that, obviously."

"Obviously..." Charlie's voice trails off.

"I was only going to say that you can add me on that list. I'll donate ten thousand. I'm afraid it'll have to be by cheque, only though. I don't need the bank thinking I'm up to something dodgy if I withdraw that kind of money from a machine." Dan's eyes widen.

"Oh god no. That's...that's way too much for an amateur runner like me." Charlie shakes her head. One of her New Years resolutions is to be more charitable since her rise to fame. Charlie keeps herself to herself, including what she spends her change on.

"People are only sponsoring a certain amount of money. No one believes he can finish the marathon." Ralph laughs while he then offers Charlie one of the new 'chunky' KFC chips. Of course she takes one.

She then shrugs her shoulders back, she wants to donate a lot of money. Not only will she be a better person, but she might impress Dan.

"Okay..." - Charlie's voice trails off while she comes up with a plan - "so I bet ten thousand. If you complete the marathon then I'll double your entire sponsor list. How does that sound?" Dan's mouth is wide open. He's somewhere in between the state of shock and happiness, especially since that someone believes he can finish the marathon alive.

"Rest in peace Avengers money." Ralph mumbles under his breath, extending his arm out for his glass of Chardonnay.

"All for a good cause right." Charlie lightly says while she leans back in her chair for a second or two,. Dan smiles nodding his head...only it's a shy type of smile. In silence she picks up her lighter and cigarette box.

"Do you mind if I join?" Ralph points towards Charlie after he cleans his greasy hands with the lemony hand wipe.

"Sure. Dan can you be a darling and tell Aubrey to not cut my scene because I'm going to be two minutes late?" Dan laughs before nodding his head.

"Such a darling." Ralph jokes before trying to push in Dan's chair so he can get past. Dan on the other hand sits in a certain position where he can't be moved or pushed in.

"Ha-fucking-ha." Dan sarcastically says.

Charlie and Ralph then walk out of the restaurant area once they gathered their things, leaving Dan to finally finish eating his Caesar salad.