In the audition room, the casting director Thomson looked at the list and said, "Let Martin Davis come in."
The Latina lady at the door went to call for someone.
The assistant whispered a reminder, "He's recommended by WMA, a client of Thomas Ryan."
"I know," Thomson spoke softly as well, "Let's see the audition performance."
If the person is too lousy, then there's no need to consider personal favors.
Martin followed the Latina lady into the audition room, seeing a total of seven people seated, including the photographer.
Six of them seemed serious, and another was idly playing on a PSP.
Without guessing, that had to be someone with connections.
Which cast doesn't have one?
Martin recognized Thomson and went over to shake hands, "Director."
Thomson nodded slightly, "The role you're auditioning for is an independent film director, with no script available, just perform a scene."
