Have her Humiliate Herself

"Natalia, tell me where you're going," I tell her.

"I have a meeting with a casting director, director, and executive producer of a movie. I'm tyring out for a role."

"Natalia, whenever the casting director, director, or producer talks to you, all you respond with is 'I have tiny little titties, and an inflamed stretched-out anus,' and you'll say it loudly. You will say it anytime they address you, and you will not leave the meeting until you're asked or told to leave. Understand?"

"Yes."

"When you leave the meeting, you will return here. You will blame your nerves for you humiliating yourself, and you know my hypnosis is the only thing that can get you to not repeat your behavior. Understand? You'll beg me to hypnotize you, and offer me anything I want to get me to agree to hypnotize you."

"Yes."

When I wake you up, you'll forget I offered to hypnotize you. You won't remember anything about it. You'll just head to your audition." I woke her up.

"How much time do I have to move out?"

"By the end of the week," she said curtly. She left.