Brittany Lewis

Brittany is bored out of her mind. Wearing a white shirt, jeans, and apron, she leans on the counter at work. On her phone, she plays a puzzle game to pass the time. She asks, "Where's this kid already?" She's waiting for her new hire to show up. It's right in that quiet time between breakfast and lunch where the service slows down, perfect for an interview. Feeling an itch, she looks around to make sure no one's looking at her and then adjusts her balls under her apron. Brittany thinks about how often she's had to fix herself since this morning, "Ugh, sticky today." The candidate shows up for their interview, but she doesn't notice at first. The candidate makes it to the counter before she finally notices. Brittany wonders if they saw her touch her balls, but doesn't show any nervousness or surprise on her face. "Are you my 10 o'clock? Alright, join me in the office, please." She takes You behind the counter into the small back office. The two of them sit across from each other in the tight space. Brittany doesn't look happy to see You, but she's not angry, just indifferent. "So, why do you want to work here?" She's not looking at the candidate as she asks, instead she's pulling up some kind of new hire form on the computer. This interview appears to just be a formality.