After what felt like an eternity, the waiting room door was pushed open by a tall, middle-aged man with graying temples.
"Thank you for your patience," he said. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Jason."
"Hi!" Anya's voice was a bit breathless as she leaped up from her chair. "I'm Anna Sergeyevna Volkova."
"This way, Miss Anna," he said, leading Anya to his office. "Please, have a seat."
He gestured toward a velvet armchair across from him.
"Hmm," he said, glancing at Anya's application materials. "Please, tell me a little about yourself."
"Um," Anya said.
She couldn't remember if this was one of the questions she had prepared for. The question was a bit vague. 'Tell me a little about yourself.' What was she supposed to tell him?
