The first candidate walked into the room, a tall and thin figure in a baggy linen coat, pants slightly too long, covering the ankles, and a soft cap on his head. Upon seeing Marvin and others, he took off his cap somewhat awkwardly, looking very nervous.
"Please take a seat."
Marvin motioned for him to sit on the chair in the center of the room and asked, "What's your name?"
"Henda... Henda Pearson."
"What did you used to do for work?"
"I was a worker in a brewery..."
"Do you know how to brew?"
"No..." Henda Pearson lowered his head, "I helped to carry goods."
"Do you have any special skills?"
"No."
The exchange between Marvin and Henda Pearson was rapid, and Abigail, who was sitting beside them, quickly noted down the man's name and basic personal information. Stuart, sipping coffee, shook his head slowly upon hearing the man was only a laborer; it was clear he wasn't entirely satisfied.
