The Interview.

Becky frowned at the email. It asked her to go in for an interview in room B1, down in the basement. Okay, it’s just an interview. I’m not being transferred just yet. She thought to herself, some hope that she would be spared from having to work out of the windowless dungeon below.

Arthur waited in the lone basement conference room. After Dany sent him the list of potential candidates he replied back with his list of applicants he thought would fit best. She had immediately scheduled interviews for each applicant, surprising him with the immediacy, including one for the end of the day with a… Becksdale Brighthorn. She had experience as a systems expert before her current role as the employee resources liaison, though… Arthur knew full well what “assets” Holstaurs brought to the table.

Dany entered with a confident sashay. “Arthur! I was so glad you responded quickly. You’re so diligent, hardworking.” By the end her voice had become low and husky. She put one hand on his armrest, bending at the waist leaning towards him, her pale blue lips inches from his. She trailed her fingers down his neck, before the distance closed to centimeters.

There was a knock on the door. “Hello?” The door creaked open as the Tiefling straightened hurriedly. “Ms. Brighthorn. Thank you for coming.” Arther stood, as Becksdale entered. She held out her hand and Arthur moved reflexively to shake it and the spark jumped as his hand closed around hers. Becksdale and Arthur froze, with Arthur realizing what he had done again too late.

Danyssa saw her face “Becky are you okay?” She stepped forward, her face filled with concern and she placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Trance.”

Both woman froze.