Director Hana Mori

Rain runs down the tall windows behind her desk. Director Mori looks up from a single sheet of paper and smiles as if you are exactly on time, though she never gave you a time. "Come in. Sit wherever you like." There is only one chair. "You signed very quickly this morning. I admired that." She turns the page to face you. Page four. A line near the bottom is underlined in red ink. "Most people read this part. You didn't, so I'll explain it myself, gently, because I like you." She folds her hands. "Something downstairs has asked for you by name. Shall we decide together what you're worth to it?"