Violet sat behind her desk and glanced at the files in front of her once more before calling her next interviews in.
She'd thought, briefly, of having the Vaussier twins come in separately to interview, but as they'd be working together, she wanted to see them interact with each other. Many a time, she'd been in a class or attempted lab work with people who were related who fought like cats and dogs. Oh, they'd get the work done, but everyone around them was miserable during the process.
She sincerely hoped that wasn't the case with these two. With their education, their chosen areas of focus, and the recommendations from their previous employers and instructors, these two would be a real asset to have.
There was a firm knock on the door and Fox popped her head in the door. She'd donned a sedate suit, all black with a jacket and pencil skirt, hair pulled back in a bun, and glasses perched on her nose. Violet had given her an odd look when she'd seen the normally fiery redhead, but Fox had waved it away.
"I'm here to play hostess, help with the interviews where I can, and discreetly run the background checks while you talk to the applicants. If anything pops up, we'll know before they even leave the building if they'd be unacceptable or have anything shady in their past that wouldn't work with Xanatos Enterprises, " she'd said.
While that level of security was foreign to her, it was… efficient, she decided.
After an all-day process of interviews, they'd run across two who wouldn't suit. One had lied on his application, and the other had popped up with enough reports of disciplinary actions from their former employer to make Violet's head spin.
The Vaussier twins were the final interviews for the day, and if they both worked out, Violet could very well have a fully staffed laboratory by Monday.
"Are you ready?" Fox asked, walking into the office and towards the desk.
"As I'll ever be," Violet responded, handing the files to Fox so that she would have access to the information needed for the security checks. "Just do me a favor. If these two don't pass the check," Violet said, pointing to the files, "Feel free to come in and interrupt. I'd rather cut it short than waste all of our time."
Fox nodded. "I will let you know if anything shows up."
"Thanks," Violet said, rubbing tiredly at her face.
Fox opened the door, files tucked securely in the crook of one arm. "Mr. and Miss Vaussier? Ms. Bauer is ready now."
There was a moment of silence, then a pair of young adults walked in.
Violet plastered a smile on her face and gestured to the chairs in front of her desk. "Please, have a seat."
The pair, Dominik and Danika, sat silently in their chairs and looked expectantly at her. Both tall, almost painfully thin and auburn haired, they sat rod straight in their seats.
Violet fought the urge to tell them to relax, and began running through the same questions she'd been through all day. She recorded their answers, and by the end of it all, when Fox hadn't broken into the interview, she fought the urge to do a happy dance in her seat.
They were soft spoken, but they knew their stuff.
That was to say that they KNEW their stuff. After years of tutoring her fellow students, first in high school and then in college, she'd made it a habit to think in the big words and long scientific explanations, but to speak in the simpler terms. It was almost a relief to be able to talk to someone… two people, actually… who were of a similar age and knowledge level.
They had both even been published at such an early age, and had only just graduated from their collegiate classes with majors in their chosen fields. They worked together well, not doing the creepy twin complete-each-other's-sentence thing, but they managed to go back and forth, building on each other.
She hoped that she outwardly projected calm, because her inner Violet was on one knee and fist pumping like a football player who had scored a touchdown.
At the end, she'd modified a few of the questions, tossed them a few scenarios, and bid them farewell at the door with a promise that she would be making her choices soon.
She walked them to the front lab doors and as the twins entered the elevators, locked the doors.
She turned, met Fox's knowing face… and she did her happy dance.