She goes to the interview

Vanessa arrived at the coffee shop. She introduced herself to the man behind the counter.

"Perfect! My name is Tom and I'll be your interviewer today," Tom said.

"Hi I'm Vanessa, I'll be interviewing you today," Vanessa said.

"Are you nervous?" Tom asked.

"Yes", Vanessa said and tried to breathe normally.

Tom said "No need to be. This won't be an interview where I ask you a ton of questions. Instead, I'll let you show your barista skills hands-on. Make me a cappuccino, please!"

Vanessa swallowed. She was not at all sure how a cappuccino was made. Something something steamed milk. She looked at the hulking specialty coffee maker and started grabbing the handles of it.

Tom interrupted "Oh and Vanessa, don't feel like you have to do it all. If you're struggling, just ask me. I'm here to help." Ask he finished saying that, Vanessa pressed a button and the machine shot a billow of steam towards her face. It wasn't hot enough to scald her, but it made her blouse moist and it clung even worse to her skin. Vanessa gritted her teeth and focused on the screen in front of her. She pressed the buttons to make the foam and the milk. She felt ever harder to breathe and instinctively unbuttoned a few more buttons on her blouse. She looked down to see that her bra had slipped off. Luckily everything was still tucked it, so Vanessa gritted her teeth and tried to focus on the task at hand.

She filled a cup with foam and milk and picked the cup up. Vanessa was pretty sure it was supposed to be steaming hot, but it didn't seem so. Vanessa lifted the cup in front of her face to feel the temperature. It felt lukewarm at best. Vanessa picked up a spoon and stirred the milk. It had a weird thick consistency. "Just feel free to ask if you need help", Tom said over the counter. "No, I'll just...", Vanessa started and turned around to face the counter. As she did so, she lost grip of the cup and it fell against the corner of the counter, spraying most of it's content on Vanessa's face. Tom chuckled as Vanessa blushed.

"I'm sorry. It was an accident", Vanessa stuttered.

"No need to be sorry. I think you're a natural", Tom said, glancing at her open cleavage which was quickly filling with white gunk dripping from her face. Vanessa blushed deeper. "I think you will want to change before we continue the interview", Tom said in a friendly manner. "Here, you can use our employees' room. Feel free to borrow the towels there, I'll bring you an employee uniform shirt so you can get freshened up", he said, pointing to a door in the back corner of the café. "Great! I'll be with you shortly", Tom said and left to search for new clothes for Vanessa.

Vanessa entered the employee room and saw herself in a mirror for the first time after she messed up. She blushed even deeper. Her face was as red as a tomato by now.