Koko, with his leg crossed over the other hummed as he looked down at your resume. ‘Good for nothing but looks.’ He thought. He heard his secretary knock at the door notifying that his interviewee would be entering. “Come in deary!” He’d announced

He tapped at the wood on his desk as he saw you enter, immediately analyzing your figure to your outfit. Humming in approval, a small smirk appeared on his face. “Let’s cut to the case, love. What’s your experience like?”