<div style="text-align: justify;">Amy showed Rich a big smile when he said he was sure he wouldn’t regret hiring her. Seeing his friendly smile, she believed he actually felt it. Yes, Miss Amy Stevens was still too innocent to imagine what kind of person Rich Porter was. It would probably be a rude awakening when she figured out the kind of man she was dealing with. For now, though, Amy was happy and full of hope. Future looked bright and she was daydreaming about a great career and a new life.<br/><br/>“I really appreciate your trust, Mr. Porter”, she finally replied, in her usual soft and gentle intonation. <br/><br/>When Rich pulled that folder out of his drawer, Amy leaned forward again. Her entire body language made clear how much she was looking forward to start working. <br/><br/>Once the folder was handed to her, Amy opened it carefully. She took a quick glance at the text, but most of her attention was in Rich’s words. Her heart raced when she heard that it was a role in a movie involving Martin. Sure, it wasn’t the romantic lead - yet. But playing Martin’s character’s sister would definitely give Rich a feel for how they worked together. <br/><br/>“I would love to try out for this”, she assured Rich. Heck, she wasn’t in a position to refuse any auditions. If Rich wanted her to put on a clown suit and audition at the circus, she would do so. For now, that was what he had for her, and she planned to take full advantage of this opportunity.<br/><br/>“I can’t put in words how much I appreciate this opportunity”, Amy stated, before looking over the folder again and making sure that the meeting was over before excusing herself and leaving. On her way back to the motel, Amy felt that she was stepping on clouds. This was her chance, her new life. She would be able to be in a movie. It didn’t matter that it was a small role. It was a role, and she would even have lines. And she would act besides Martin Hayes. This was just the first step to a real career in Hollywood. <br/><br/>As soon as she got to the motel, Amy greeted the young woman behind the counter - the owner’s daughter, who helped her mother there - and asked for her key. After thanking the young woman, she went upstairs, feeling incredibly excited. Remembering that she hadn’t asked if her friend was in, Amy knocked on Gloria’s door. “Gloria?”, she called softly - she didn’t want to bother the other woman in case she had decided to sleep in, after all. “Are you in?”, Amy completed, now falling silent and waiting for an answer.</div>