The unicorn walked up to the desk that stood in the room and gently lowered her body in the chair. She then charged up her horn in order to see at least something among the dark. Her eyes made their way over her personal agenda as it was filled with countless orders and appointments to be met. "Dresses can be delayed... That show can be canceled..." But by one date her eyes froze on the spot. She could and would not leave the chance that was written down there. "Interview... f-for EquinFasion," she mumbled to herself while she brought her left foreleg to her mouth.