Interview Gone Wrong?

Between changing a few rules at her Father's previous company, now hers, a couple of hectic video and in person conference and a meeting with Owen, who she had lunch with, Leonica barely had time to prepare for her upcoming interview. So, when Kennedy, who might I tell you, was happy to know that he had gotten his old job back, even though he didn't express it emotionally, walked in and informed her that Florence was downstairs, waiting for her greenlight to be let up, she was a bit stressed out. She wasn't prepared, not mentally nor physically. But that didn't deter her, because despite everything, she was a woman who was ready for anything and everything. So, without wasting a second, she headed downstairs, and into the lobby where the young Journalist stood, dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a hoodie, her long hair in a ponytail. "Hello, it's nice to see you, Nica." She said, using the Alias Leonica had given her, as soon as she had reached her, a bright smile on her lips, a smi