Manon carefully got out of the car with her portfolio. She looked at the building and went in. She took a note out of her pocket just to make sure she was in the right place. Inside, she was greeted by a man behind a desk.
"Good afternoon, how can I help you Miss?"
"Good afternoon. I am here for a job interview. Manon Dumais?" She answered nervously and gave him her ID. The man looked at it for a moment and gave it back and started typing on his keyboard.
"Alright. Miss Dumais for Mr. Bellamy at 14:30, photographer." He said and took a form with a pen. "Sign here, and here." He gave the form to Manon. She quickly looked through the form and signed it. She gave it back to him who quickly checked it and got up. "Follow me, please."
Manon followed him upstairs. Up the marble stairs, there was a small lobby with a few arm chairs and small plants. There were small paintings and pictures covering the walls. A long hallway started on the right with double doors every ten metres or so.
"Please, take a seat. Someone will be calling you." He said and left back downstairs. Manon thanked him and took a seat. She crossed her legs and straightened her back to look more professional. She carefully put her portfolio on the floor against the chair. She took a small mirror out of her purse and checked her hair and makeup. Then she checked that her phone was on silent along with the time. 14:27, only three minutes until the most meaningful thing in her life so far. She put her things in her purse and closed it. She took a deep breath and tried to relax.
It's just an interview, there are other jobs available, she thought. But it didn't help. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and her dream job. Being a photographer for one of her favourite bands in the world. She had worked hard and practiced for the interview for days. It was all she had done the past two weeks. She had picked out her most impressive and favourite pictures for the portfolio to impress them. She knew she wasn't the only candidate, and she didn't have a lot of experience, only a few active good years. A door opened in the hallway and a woman came out. She walked towards Manon and stopped at the lobby.
"Manon Dumais?" She asked Manon. She nodded, took a deep breath and stood up with her portfolio. The woman turned around and led the way. Manon followed her to the room where the three men were sitting around the table, facing the window. There was a chair on the other side of the table, where the woman was gesturing at the door. Manon slowly walked to the table as the woman closed the door. When Manon was at the head of the table, they all turned to look at her. They all greeted her and got up to shook her hand and introduced themselves. Manon sat down facing them, feeling even more nervous but excited too. All she was thinking about was just to keep it professional.
"Welcome Miss Dumais. So, you are here for the position of the touring and main photographer. So, tell me about yourself a little bit." Matt said.
"Thank you for having me." Manon started. "When I'm not working, the most important hobbies for me are mostly books, music and cooking. I also volunteer at the Paris animal shelter. I mainly help out with the cats and go out with dogs when I have time. Usually I visit the shelter maybe two to four times a week. Animals are very close to my heart."
"Are these more like weekend hobbies or do you find time for them any day of the week?" Dom asked.
"Yes, and also no. If I'm not working on Saturdays, I babysit my brother's kids."
"Are the kids older or younger?" Chris asked.
"Their ages are from eight months to five years." Manon answered.
"Intriguing. Are you more of a spontaneous person or more of a scheduled person?" Matt asked.
"I'd say I'm both, but I stick to schedules more and like to plan ahead." She answered. Matt nodded and smiled softly.
