On set, after Kane had shut Jevon down, Jevon’s expression was a mix of anger and unease. He couldn’t help but glance at me nervously, as if worried I might think he had orchestrated May’s room switch.

“I didn’t bring her!” he snapped, his tone sharp. “She insisted on coming! I didn’t have her swap rooms with anyone! If you can’t handle a little trouble like this, maybe you should just switch shows!”

Jevon’s last words were almost pointed at May, who flinched and drew in her neck.

“I…” she stammered.

“I’m sorry! I was just joking, I didn’t actually want to switch rooms. Who knew even a little joke...