Disclaimer: I Don't Own Jurassic World.
"Prep Time"
'5'
The countdown had begun.
Claire took one look at her reflection in the transparent glass, and cringed. She'd have to make a few last-minute adjustments in order to appear presentable for her meeting this afternoon with the board.
'4'
She quickly fluffed her bobbed ginger hair.
'3'
She stared back at her reflection in the sheen of the glass wall, and blotted her lips.
'2'
She carefully adjusted her dress-shirt's collar and positioned it to be perfectly symetrical.
'1'
She gently smoothed out the scarcely noticable wrinkles in her beige skirt.
'0'
The elevator doors opened with a light 'ping', and Claire immediately plastered on one of her biggest smiles to greet the group of elder board gentlemen that awaited her in Jurassic World's headquarters.
It was going to be a long day.