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Verity made her way over upon hearing the voice of the interviewer call her over. As she did, she scrolled through her phone. Apparently the govenor of New York was mobilizing the National Guard. For what reason? Was another 9/11 happening? Surely the news would be blowing up about it and they would all get notifications on their phone? Wasn't that the point of it?

Verity also caught the biker guy again. If she hadn't arrived at the scene in front of her office building or this restaurant after him she would have sworn he was stalking her. She also caught the tail end of an eye roll. He had some nerve! He hit her! And she let him go! The absolute audacity some people had. 

She eventually took her seat as the tell-tail sounds of a fight were going on in the background. [color=DCDC95]"Yes, hello. Thank you for meeting with me. I'm looking forward to this."[/color] Confident in her ability to wow any interview, she was ready for whatever. There had been many an interview in her past that tried to slander her or get her to own up to something for a nice clip to make viral. She never allowed anything out that she did not approve of first. This would be no different.