Sabine gave herself a critical eye as she applied some finishing touches. She hated wearing makeup, but realized the necessity. Her producer wanted to hand the story over to a senior reporter, but she was not about to be scooped by some old fool. She opened her eyes wide as she applied some more mascara. She blinked a few times, adjusted her skirt, and turned around in the mirror to make sure everything was just right. She saw a few loose strands of her natural blonde hair poking out from the brunette wig, and made a few more adjustments. She puckered up her lips and threw a fake kiss at herself. Satisfied, she started towards the door.
Time to find me a source or two, she thought to herself.