New Orleans, 1931

This was it, Alastor's last chance. She had been trying her whole life just to get a radio show only to be turned down for her race or gender. Now she was at the last radio station in the city, standing in front of three rich white men who didn't seem to give a shit about her.

"Gentlemen," She started, trying to keep her tone as charming as possible. "There are two untapped markets, women and people of color, I offer you the opportunity to unlock the key to both. Your viewership could sky rocket, you'd be untouchable." Her eyes finally met yours, one of the men interviewing her.