This is very short, just a mindless drabble.
They call her name.
She places her pasta on the chair beside her and strides forward with the air and confidence of one who knows that she is by far the best in the room. There are three people behind the desk: two droopy-eyed gentlemen and a woman with a wide, fake smile. They have clearly seen too many faceless acts today. She smirks at them. They haven’t seen her yet. The lady informs her that she may begin whenever she chooses.
She takes a deep breath, opens her mouth and gets the part.