It was almost noon, time for the next screening of candidates. Piatt still hasn’t heard from anyone yet. The rain has been going on for several hours now. He feared that it may cause flooding and some erosion of the soil if this still continues. Bothered, he went back inside the building. He remembered it was almost lunch time. He wondered what the girls were going to eat. He knocked in one of the rooms.
“ What is it? I’m changing just a sec, I’ll be there.” One of the girls replied.
“ What are you guys having for lunch?” Then, as if on cue, all the doors opened slowly and the heads of the girls popped right out. They were in the middle of doing their makeup. The girls gave Piatt a death stare, as if he said something sacrilegious.
“ Lunch? You’re joking, right?” One commented.
“ Y--y
