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

Dylan watched as the other’s presented themselves much in the same manner that he had, and he was quite impressed by their performances. There was nothing that would give them away. Still, it seemed that the first stage of the interview had not sold Lady Vasco on them. 

[i]"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."[/i]

Demonstrations? Actions? What did she want them to do? He didn’t really have an idea of what the jobs were, exactly. Were they supposed to be waitress? Hostess? Companions of some sort. Besides, how on Ddear where they supposed to prove any of their skills with the test she had just asked for? All she wanted was to see them [i]walk.[/i]

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

“Well,” Dylan began, ensuring that he kept the bite of out his voice. He was only mostly successful, “if I’m to show off my talents then I will need my materials.” Reaching into the bag that he had slipped over his shoulder during his make-over - really these things were so useful! Why didn’t men carry them? - he pulled out his slate and chalk. 

“I have found that many people are charmed by art, especially if you create something that the person values. Sometimes even that doesn’t matter, as they just wish to show off their knowledge and thus any old drawing will do.” He sketched as he talked, quickly drawing a stunning reproduction of Lady Vasco. He was limited by his medium, unable to do much fine shading or line-work, but the likeness flowing from his fingers was unmistakable. “But sometimes you can tell from a simple conversation what he will want to see the most. And often it will be something to flatter his vanity.” 

Finished with his work, he placed his slate down on the table, edging it towards Lady Vasco. “I am quite skilled with other mediums as well.” 

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[b]Los Paraisos: The Grande Diamond: ???[/b]

[i]“Mistress wants a green tea?” Bart replied. “Sure, I can get you a green tea, if you give me a back and foot massage.”[/i]

Heather rolled her eyes. “Of course,” she said without turning away from the screen, “but I was just thinking that you could, for once, do something useful. You see, here I am monitoring an unusual situation. You never know what such a strange group could be up to. But you, Bart, are simply eating and staring at tits. So yes, you can get me a green tea because at least then you would help me do my job since you are so incompetent at your own.”

The group was now past the first stage of the interview, and Heather could see that they had yet to impress Lady Vasco. Perhaps they would finish up and depart with no trouble at all. But Heather had a bad feeling, and she would keep a sharp eye on the group until she was sure. 

Even if that meant she had to stay in the room with Bart.