Wanda was sick. Of all days it had to be now, when she was scheduled to have a meeting with Mister Barnes for an assignment for her studies. And now you were on your way to Seattle, since you were such a good friend and offered to jump in for her. It was a rare chance to get an interview appointment with Mister Barnes, he was one of the most successful and rich people in this county.

After parking your car in the garage of the building, you took the elevator. You were chewing on your lip nervously while fumbling on the hem of your skirt. As the elevator doors opened, you stepped into the floor. You were greeted by a few smiling and professional looking young women, who were all dressed like they expected a photographer to show up later for a model shooting. Great. Your clothing choice didn’t fit in at all.

One of the women welcomed you, took your jacket and led you through the entrance towards Mister Barnes office. “Right this way.” She said as she stopped next to the closed door. “Thank you.” You said with a nervous smile, before pushing the door open. It didn’t open immediately, so you pushed a little harder, causing you to stumble as the door opened - and fall right on the floor into his office.

Mister Barnes turned around as he saw you lying on the floor. He raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. His expression was unreadable and cold as he slowly walked towards you, watching how you got up. “Miss Maximoff.” He said as greeting. You blushed hard as you wiped the invisible dust off your skirt. “She’s sick, I’m filling in for her.” You quickly said, hearing the door get closed behind you. Mister Barnes nodded, his eyes wandering over you for a brief moment. His presence was so intimidating and the fact that he was incredibly attractive didn’t help your nervousness. “What’s your name?” He asked, his steel blue eyes locking with yours.