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[b]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond - Conference Room[/b]
Urgh.

Iliana rested her chin delicately on one hand, her other busily writing away in shorthand. She wasn't looking at what she was writing of course - no, she might miss something important. But she was very well practiced indeed.

So here they were, all doing the usual of spinning the question around to try and make themselves look better. Nothing she hadn't heard before, but she wasn't really asking what they were good at. Pah.

That was at least until the final two. Marcy's answer was probably the best she had heard so far - why yes, The Grande Diamond was the best. Of course it was. Even then, her answer was another of those she had heard countless times before. But the second...

[i]“The money. I’ve heard the job pays well. I'm quite willing to do anything for good money.”[/i] Followed by quite a terrible wink.

At first, Iliana's stoic expression darkened, her pupils contracting with annoyance. Then, however...

She covered her mouth with her hand, giving out a small chuckle. She briefly wondered if this woman was taking it seriously, although the expression confirmed to her that yes, she was.

She clapped her hands together. The woman may be a little unfortunate with her thick waist and stocky frame, but she certainly liked the cut of her jib. "Now that is more like it, Henrietta dear. I don't want to hear what you think I want to hear, I want to hear honest answers. Even if you did lie about your age," she locked her eyes with Thunderhawk's. "I can tell, darling, even with all the makeup you've... plastered on. I'd say you're more 25, am I right? And yes you're right, we pay [i]exceptionally[/i] well."

She interlocked her fingers under her chin, once more scrutinising them all. She had already picked out those she liked the most. And even among the others, her initial ranking had changed. However, she made no move to give anything away at all.

Gentle Diane, perhaps a bit nervous, every movement deliberate. Lively Aria, polite and full of confidence. Stunning Selan, an absolute gem of a beauty with a somewhat mysterious air about her. Playful Lucy - to be honest she could think of a few clients who would enjoy her company. The suprisingly saucy Xandra - the prosthetic arm she noticed during her walk was a little disconcerting, but she could think of a client or two for her too. Delicate Marcy, another absolute beauty and full of feminine charm. And Henrietta. Oh, Henrietta. She liked her already. The odd duck of the group. However...

"Now, my turn for honesty. Right now, not all of you seem suitable for the job. You will need to change my mind. I want actions and demonstrations, not words and empty promises. I want proactive people with initiative."

"I want you all to show me what you can do, not just tell me."

She locked her eyes with Selan in particular. Truth be told, she now recognised the songstress as the media's current darling, a woman who had apparently wooed the entire resort with a preformance with some man at La Macabaret. It would certainly be a good thing to take advantage of her 15 minutes of fame, especially with her beauty. But she didn't get to where she was by believing everything she was told. If she got a coin for every time some hack told her about their talent in something! She wanted to see this for herself.

"I want you all to [i]show[/i] me you want this job, yes? Give me an example of your skills."

She put her pen back to the paper, looking back up to them all expectantly.