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He gestured. "Tell me about yourself." Anne always hated that; what was worth mentioning? "There's really not much to say. Have you seen my resume?"
"Paper." Locke waved his hand. "I want to hear your words."
"Well, I grew up in Danton - that's a town in the mountains. My degree is in broadcast journalism from Arbor University. I worked in the radio station there and interned at WPVC. Some of that was on the air." Anne held up her hands. "But not as much as I'd have liked."
"Hmmm. I should say you're five-two. Good." He leaned forward and made eye contact again. Anne blinked. "My height? Yes, I ... why, I mean, is that important?"
Locke chuckled. "Just testing - my abilities and your reaction."

"Oh." Weird .... and the way he stares.
"Saunders seems to be impressed with you."

Would Locke hold that against her? "I ...."
"Saunders is an idiot."
"An idiot?" The words popped out of her mouth in shock.
"The only intelligent thing he ever did was sign me." Locke smiled. "What matters now is what I decide. You want the position?"
"Yes, I want the position."
He reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out two sheets of paper, unfolded them and passed one to Anne. "This is a sample script; the show doesn't use these much, but I want to hear you read from it."

Original story by JayPetto - Creative Control

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He gestured. "Tell me about yourself." Anne always hated that; what was worth mentioning? "There's really not much to say. Have you seen my resume?"
"Paper." Locke waved his hand. "I want to hear your words."
"Well, I grew up in Danton - that's a town in the mountains. My degree is in broadcast journalism from Arbor University. I worked in the radio station there and interned at WPVC. Some of that was on the air." Anne held up her hands. "But not as much as I'd have liked."
"Hmmm. I should say you're five-two. Good." He leaned forward and made eye contact again. Anne blinked. "My height? Yes, I ... why, I mean, is that important?"
Locke chuckled. "Just testing - my abilities and your reaction."

"Oh." Weird .... and the way he stares.
"Saunders seems to be impressed with you."

Would Locke hold that against her? "I ...."
"Saunders is an idiot."
"An idiot?" The words popped out of her mouth in shock.
"The only intelligent thing he ever did was sign me." Locke smiled. "What matters now is what I decide. You want the position?"
"Yes, I want the position."
He reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out two sheets of paper, unfolded them and passed one to Anne. "This is a sample script; the show doesn't use these much, but I want to hear you read from it."

Original story by JayPetto - Creative Control