A seedy motel off the Interstate

You follow the directions you were given, and find they lead you to a very shabby and seedy looking motel. Maybe once it was a happening place in its hey day, but not any more. It looks more like a dive for pimps and prostitutes "What have I gotten myself into?" you ask yourself. You look at your phone again, and check your GPS. There can be no mistaking it. This is the right place. Now all you have to do is find room 222. That would mean it's on the second floor, so you climb the shaky steps to the second floor landing, and look around. Below you can see the parking lot, and your midnight blue Mercedes L3000. You're not sure whether you can trust the handrail or not, so you wisely choose to stay away from it.

You make your way across the balcony, checking each room number as you go. About half way across you find room 222. You stand there and hesitate, wondering if you should forget about this, and just leave. But necessity cries out to you. You have something to prove, and this is the place to start. You knock on the door, and a tall, young blond haired fellow with glasses and a pimply face answers. He looks at you, and smiles broadly.

"Uhm, is this Ying Yang Casting?" you ask pensively. "I'm here for an audition."

Mr Pimples looks you up and down with a look that says he's melting your clothes off with his heat vision. He finally catches himself. "Uh, Yeah, come on in!" he gestures as he moves aside.

You walk in and look around. There are lights and cameras set up, and there are a couple of other people sitting on the bed. One is a very sexy looking redhead. The other a rather muscular looking stud who reminds you of the bodybuilder turned action hero Arnold Schnitzelmaker.

"Vhat is your name?" Arnold asks.

"My name is Mink Townsend. You probably recognize the name." You say it with an air of arrogance and pride.

"Mink. Vhat an unusual name. Vith a name like zhat, you could go very far in zhis business." He smiles at you. "As for your last name, Townsend is very generic."

You feel a little bit peeved at the last comment of being very generic, but you're not going to argue. It's time to show daddy dearest that you can stand on your own, without his money. That's why you're here, isn't it? "Well, I'm glad you like my name. It's actually Minka, but my friends call me Mink for short."

"It makes you sound --- How should I put it? --- Exotic? I think zhat is zee word I'm looking for." He finds your name on his list, and puts a check beside it. "Now let's see how exotic you are. Take off your clothes."

This is a twist you weren't expecting. It catches you by surprise. "What?"

"Do you vant to audition for zee part, or not? Get naked" he reaffirms his request.