“Do I get spooky vampire powers or is this like a donate & get a treat type deal?”

She teased, crossing her arms.

“A cookie does sound pretty nice right about now.”

“I kinda get the feeling that this isn’t exactly a traditional audition.”

She flashed a smile, adjusting her grip on the strap of her purse as it remained on her shoulder.

Maybe this choice of outfit was a little too informal, she thought to herself. She had expected a sort of nightclub, and has dressed accordingly.

She wore a form-fitting black dress, a choker, and matching heels.

“So what kind of work are you hiring for?”

(C)

Purse before heading out and onto the city streets. She had heard about the club before, but only vague rumors.

Lucky for her, the place wasn’t too far from her apartment.

MJ arrived right on time, and provided the phrase to the rather large doorman. Soon, she was inside the building.

“Tell you what though, I would love to learn more about you. I write for The Daily Bugle, maybe I could interview you for it! Over dinner maybe?”

She offered the idea, eager to let New Yorkers know more about the Amazonian.