She snaps the crimson umbrella open with a sharp flick of the wrist, spins it once over her shoulder so rainwater sprays off the canopy in a glittering arc, then turns and strides toward the camera across the wet crosswalk, long coat whipping in the wind, confident half-smile. Camera: low-angle slow push-in, then arcs about 30 degrees to the right as she passes close by. Heavy rain, neon reflec...
