Seedance 2.0 Woman Pitches Idea to Producer Cinematic Realistic Prompt

INT. mid-century producer's office, day. Walnut-paneled walls hung with film posters and black-and-white photo collages, deep blue carpet, brown leather Eames chairs, a cluttered wooden desk with books and a film canister, tall windows behind with an overcast city skyline, warm circular ceiling lights overhead. A young East Asian woman — dark hair in a messy high bun with loose strands, black over-ear headphones pushed back on her head, blue-and-rust tie-dye cropped tee — sits across the desk from a bald man with a grey-flecked beard, white shirt sleeves rolled to the elbow. Entire scene shot on a restless handheld camera: the frame breathes, sways, drifts and reframes with every movement, never locked off. Shot 1 — handheld medium on the woman, frame loose and shifting: she leans forward on one forearm against the desk edge, the other hand turning a pen slowly between her fingers. Her body stays contained — a quick lift of the eyebrows, a small tilt of the head, a half-grin pulling one corner of her mouth. She stops the pen, taps it once on the desk, and holds his eyes. "I've got an idea." A flicker of a smile after the line; she lets the silence sit. The camera drifts slightly, breathing with her. Shot 2 — handheld over-the-shoulder onto the man, the frame snapping to him and settling unevenly: he slaps a palm flat on the desk, shoves his chair back, throws his head back and rubs his face with both hands, then jabs a finger at her, exasperated. "Stop — STOP. Voices like that, generated, for a real film? Kid—" he spreads his hands, shaking his head hard, "—that's not a thing." The handheld drifts in on his frustrated face. Shot 3 — handheld push-in on the woman, the camera creeping closer through the natural sway: she goes completely still. The pen lowers to the desk. Shoulders drop. The grin fades into calm, level certainty. She holds his eyes, and the frame tightens to a close-up as she says one quiet word: "Watch." The man stops moving; his hand freezes mid-gesture. The handheld settles on her steady face. Soft overcast daylight from the windows mixed with warm tungsten from the ceiling rings, natural color, shallow background. Dialogue in English, delivered with full emotion — hers calm and certain, his loud and rattled, then both dropping to stillness on the turn.