"Please sit" Mrs Quintin said offering her a seat.
Selena sat and the older woman did too.
"I already know what you're here for, I do, King put me through on that, but I believe no one can better tell or paint the dreams of someone than the conceiver, so I'm going to ask this question, what do you really want?"
Selena wasn't sure how she's supposed to answer that question, but she certainly knew what she wanted.
"Growing up, I've had desires to be seen on the big screen, I loved everything posh, classy and elegant. When I grew into a teenager, it was clear what I wanted, I wanted to be a model. But that's just a part of my dreams.
More than modelling, I want to run a charity foundation, I want to help the less privileged and every other person out there just like me..."
"Uhmm... I'm sorry to cut you in, but by 'every other person out there just like me' you mean?" Mrs Quintin said curiously.
