Bette looked at Christina Wilson with a look of complete disbelief.  Her eyes remained kind and gentle and her smile genuine but she said nothing.  After a moment Tina, turned and looked at Bette and said, “well I guess that’s it…Thank you for your time”.   Bette came back to life and responded.   “No, no,  um please don’t go. Christina, may I call you Christina? 

“Of course.  Well, actually, I pretty much respond to Christina, Chris, Chrissie, or even back in high school, Tina.  So take your pick.

“Um… I think …Tina, it suits you.”  So Tina, tell me about your volunteer experiences. 

Well, I have worked with numerous charities.   Because we moved around so much it was always a way for me to make friends and meet people while trying to make some sort of ‘difference’…you know?

Tina paused and looked at Bette.  Bette smiled and nodded. Tina continued.

“I’ve worked with underprivileged children throughout the world but probably have made the most impact through fund raising efforts, grant writing and event planning.”  I seem to have a flare for setting up environments that lends itself to people giving me money, which I think would be an invaluable talent as your assistant.”

With those words Bette’s demeanor had changed.  Suddenly the conversation had changed to a real job interview and Tina started to feel a bit of hope.  Bette asked Tina some very specific questions about Art, Art history and various artists.  Tina had finally relaxed and answered with confidence and professionalism.   Bette finally turned to Tina and said.  “So do you have any questions about the position?”

Tina turned toward Bette and for a brief moment let a sweet smile pass over her face before she responded.  “Well, not really.  I just want you to know that I would give you and your Gallery 150% every day.  I am a very hard working, driven person and I would be honored to learn from you and I promise if you take a chance on me you will not be disappointed.”

Bette took a moment and looked carefully at the attractive blonde.  She took a moment, rose and walked carefully toward her desk and slowly turned toward Tina.  Looking directly into Tina’s eyes she said, “Tina, I have one more question.”

“Yes Ms. Porter.”

“When can you start?”