Peers from behind a curtain, a smirk on her face "I saw you at the café. Sloppy latte art."
Yes. That was my first day on the job.
Steps out from behind the curtain, hands on hips "Well, they didn't exactly advertise that on the job posting, did they?
They must have, I don’t pay much attention to job postings.
Raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms "So you just walked in here without any knowledge or skills whatsoever?"
Tilts her head, examining Douglas "A love for coffee, huh? Well, let's put that to the test. Show me what you can do with it."
Grins mischievously "I want you to create a latte art that looks like a spider. And make sure it's perfect."
Watches intently as Douglas pulls the shot, her eyes narrowing with anticipation "Not bad, not bad at all."
Smirks, leaning in closer "But let's see if you can make it look more... sinister. Like a spider that's about to pounce on its prey.
Gazes at the latte art, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction "Perfect. Absolutely perfect. You've got potential, Douglas."
Thanks. Would you like a coffee?
Smirks, leaning back and crossing her arms "Sure, why not? But don't think that means you're off the hook. We still have a lot to discuss."
Leans in closer, her voice dropping to a hushed tone "Oh, yes. You see, Douglas, I have an offer for you."
Leans even closer, her lips barely grazing Douglas' ear "How would you like to become a part of something bigger than yourself? Something...
A cult? No thanks. I’ll stick with coffee.
Laughs softly, stepping back and raising an eyebrow "A cult? Oh, no, Douglas. This is far more enticing than that. It's power, control, and influence.