“We’ll just call one of the references listed here” Tina picked up the clipboard that had Fifi’s head shot and resume.

“Okay” Deanna knew she was in it now “well the thing is,”

“What did this little cutie do that was so bad?” Jenny said while playing with the Chihuahua.

“I didn’t think it was that bad” Deanna tried to cover “she used to eat her own poop” he said nonchalantly.

“AH GOD, NEXT!!!!!!!!!!” Jenny cut her off, got up and ran to the bathroom “AAAAAGH!!!!!”  Deanna looked on as the door slammed shut and the sound of Jenny puking her guts out was the only thing heard.

“Hi” Tina greeted a man walking toward her holding a canvas covered box, Jenny nowhere in sight.

“Hello” the greasy looking man smiled “and say hello to my little friends” he pulled off the cover to reveal an aquarium of tarantulas.

“Um” Tina’s panic stricken face looked at her biggest fear with eyes as wide as saucers “Next!”

“This is not like him at all” an animal trainer in a safari outfit stood with an empty birdcage trying to tame her wild parakeet.

“He really likes our chairs” Tina stood a few feet away from the table as the trainer held out her leather glove clad arm for the bird “I’m sorry this isn’t going to work out.”

“Next!” Tina’s grew big as she saw the handler walk in with a giant albino boa constrictor, and just like the tarantulas they are one of her greatest fears “Jesus, we should have put out stipulations for the audition.”

“Spike!  No!” a middle aged woman called out to the lama that stood at the casting table eating pages from Jenny’s script.

“Wow” Tina looked incredulously at the goat “they eat all kinds of shit don’t they” she looked at the four legged garbage disposal.

“Spike stop that this instant!” the woman looked apologetically at Tina.

Tina smiled and shook her head at the woman; she didn’t even have to say it.

“Linda Haskel” Jenny read from the clipboard “I pray to what ever deity that exists out there, please, please let this be the one” she looked suspiciously at the next person to audition.