INT. MIRROR, DRESSING ROOM, MOVIE STUDIO – DAY.
WHITE DRAGON
“I’m back to being a human body form again??”
A collection of masquerade dresses, burgundy velvet dresses, and skirts suspends from large hangers, behind Dragon.
WHITE DRAGON (cont’d)
“How many clothes does one need? … … Which costume should I wear? “
Dragon carefully studies himself in the mirror.
WHITE DRAGON (cont’d)
“Did I really just recall a glimpse that I was a horse?”
Dragon ponders to himself. Shaking his head, he grins to himself. These are the muscles of a vainglorious dragon.
The abdominal muscles rousts with majestic posture appears to be scales of a Dragon.
BENJAMIN
“Have you had enough? They are shooting already and you are hiding in here staring at your butt?!”
WHITE DRAGON
“What shooting?” （questions White Dragon stunts by the sudden appearance of Benjamin. He remains motionless in a quandary.）
BENJAMIN
“Put this on and throw yourself there now!” （Benjamin shouts, almost driven to the point of madness as he hurriedly throws Dragon into a martial arts uniform.）
WHITE DRAGON
“Where now?” （Dragon asks, as he nonchalantly put on the uniform while struggling to get it over the top of his head.）
BENJAMIN
“There! See the tree?!”
Benjamin staunchly walks over to the window and opens it pointing at a huge tall tree far away from their three-story building.