No, thanks

"Uh, no thank you", you respond politely, shaking your head. You're slightly thirsty, but judging by the state of this building you don't feel too confident accepting a drink from this man. Besides, you brought your own bottle of water in your bag, which you can always sip after the interview is over.

Red narrows his eyes slightly at your declination, before raising an eyebrow. "Are you... sure?", he asks in a hesitant voice. You give him a strange look and he waves his hand dismissively.

"Alright, alright. Let's dive right into it then", he relents, his shoulders dropping.

He steps over to a bench on the far side of the room, next to some electrical equipment placed against the wall. You spot what looks to be an old projector and some large spotlights. You can't exactly identify all of it, but you suppose it's probably stage equipment. You watch Red retrieve a remote control from between a crack in the seating and he pushes a button on it. You hear a buzzing and look to your left to see a white screen drop down from the ceiling. You regard his actions with interest, just sitting quietly as you await instructions.

"Okay. I want you to walk across that screen", Red says. He gestures a finger from one side of the screen to the other, then gazes back at you.

Well, that should be easy enough. You wonder why he wants you to do that, but you assume it is to see how you compose yourself.