His time is up

You free him from your skirt and tell him that's enough.

"So... do I get the job?"

You thank him for coming but tell him he's not what you're looking for.

"But I... You cant..." He huffs about in confusion for a moment before zipping up and hurrying out the door.

You need to get ready for your next interview. He could be here at any time, but luckily you have only to fix your hair and put your shoes back on. As you preen in the mirror, the phone rings again. Your next interviewee is here.

There is a knock at the door. You take your seat cross legged at the edge of your desk and invite him in.